"Totally fratty" throngs pile into this "trashy" BBQ chainlet for "filling" snoutfuls of "edible" grub served in "redneck Riviera" settings; the "weak service", "franchise feel" and "stale beer smell" can detract, but at least the pricing's "decent" for a hoot and a howl; P.S. the West Village satellite is for takeout or delivery only.
Brother Jimmy's grew from a sort of Southern expatriate community, hungry for homestyle, regional cuisine and a place to watch local college teams like Duke and the UM Terps fight it out. By 1996, the idea had become so popular that the restaurant became a chain, first with an Upper East Side location, then across the park, and finally into Spanish Harlem, Midtown, and even Grand Central...
Brother Jimmy's West Restaurant Review:
Brother Jimmy's is the place if you feel like mingling with hungry and gregarious young people while digging into respectable spare ribs. You're in for robust portions of belt-bending Southern food, and the ribs are served either wet or dry. The menu is packed with the usual barbecue treats, as well as a nice selection of salads. But the lively party atmosphere is what keeps the patrons coming...
TGIJimmy's! Fratastic BBQ joint with as many locations as Duane Reade. Cluttered interiors rock ersatz-roadhouse effects: neon beer signs, college pennants, wood paneling, old license plates. Kind of like if Old Navy was a bar. Red-checked tablecloths get that Pavlovian bell ringing for the tastes of the dirrty south. BBQ smoked for hours over hickory wood. Carolina pulled pork, Memphis-style...