They move through Nikola's at an amazing pace, whole slabs, half slabs, short ends and long. Plates pile up at Nikola's, as do clouds of soiled napkins. Water comes in dull plastic glasses, with straws for your tableside sipping.
Stuff litters the floor and the door is smudgy.
It's all in the ribs at Nikola's. My guest, the redhead and a certifiable rib case, knows a lot about ribs and rib lovers. People want barbecue, they want barbecue. No appetizers, no dessert, no atmosphere. Get in, get out.