My faith in American food culture is restored with each meal I have here. This afternoon my friend Dave and I met up for some down-home BBQ at Baby Blues, a little slice of the American south on Lincoln Blvd. in Venice, CA. We both had pulled pork; he ate his on a bun with coldslaw and mac & cheese sides, I paired mine with ribs, cornbread and collard greens. We balanced out the savory with the sweet, finishing it all off with a slice of pecan pie. Outstanding.