Howdy, from the folks at The Chili Head BBQ, Company!
Welcome to Chili Head Barbeque, home of the BIG Rack (and awesome takeout)!
Like kokopelli, the Chili Guy traveled far and wide, from the Texas hill country to the Carolina backwoods to bring back authentic ethnic BBQ to New England! He sampled some of the best (and worst) BBQ around.
First off, I feel it is the polite thing to do, to ensure that y’all get to know the crew that runs this comfy, Southern, and downright fun, establishment. Paul Bello is the Head Rib Master, Head Cook, Head Boss and, of course, the Head Honcho; he was imported to New England from the gorgeous Peach state of Georgia. So believe me, folks, when I tell y’all this restaurant has Southern flare, I ain’t just whistling Dixie! Paul (we're on a first name basis around these parts) has had the honor of working beside renowned chefs, from all over the great America, adding his own techniques and unique Belloesque-ness, to things that he learned and picked up while working around the big planet of Earth.
Next we have the absolutely lovely and kindred spirited Kristin Bello; our Head Bean Counter extraordinaire (and yes, she happens to be the Misses to Paul’s Mister). Krissy, as she is known around here, adds her good ole New England pizzazz to The Heads’ Southern demeanor and taste. She is proud to be a New Englander, as most are, as well as being proud to accomplish a huge feat in regards to Paul – dragging a good ole Southern boy up to the Northeast and not letting him return to his peach fuzz. You can take the man out of the South, but not the South out of the man. Thank goodness or The Chili Head BBQ Company would not be around for us all to enjoy. Krissy helps to keep things a float by crunching the numbers, all of them, daily (did I mention she keeps Paul in line, which he so dearly needs, bless his soul? She has a rough job there, I tell you what, folks!).
Finally, but not lastly, I assure y’all of that, we have the Good Time Coordinator, Nikole DeCoste. She may not be an owner, but she keeps tabs, literally, on the bar and all its’ happenings. She keeps the folks [in the area] happy, by stocking the bar full of the best tequilas (over 60!!) and liquors these parts have to be seen. As if that were not enough, Miss Nikki also coordinates all the catering business (and everything that it entails), parties and events, etc.
I think y’all should know them a little better now than you may have before you started reading this, but you should really be aware that we ain’t kidding around when we state that The Chili Head BBQ Company is a tried and true Southern finger licking good place to rest you’re weary (or not so weary) bones.
Despite what some folks have thought about The Head in the past, we are not a Tex-Mex food establishment, I can assure y’all of that, so sleep easy tonight, friends. The Head is a true, deep Southern barbeque eating joint, it’s as simple as that, y’all! We have the best ribs north of the South, delicious hot chili, loaded with beans and chunks of beef, and wings [of many flavors], to make any hoe-down a success. And that is just the tip of the iceberg, so to speak.
Being a Southern restaurant and saloon, we tend to pack the place on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights with great live music (at no cover charge or drink minimum— that’s amazing, right?); Blues, Country, Folk and Rock. Thursday night especially is a night for everyone in the family, state, and dare I say, even the world. I am talking about the one and only Open Mic Night, every Thursday, hosted by the crazy Ted Haley. Our bands rock the house even later Thursdays, Fridays and Saturday nights, usually rockin’ out to two sets on those jammin’ nights. Coming to The Head early to eat and get good seats for the music is highly recommended since it is first come first serve seating, after all.
There are a few rules at the Head. Since the bands are working so hard to entertain y’all, we make sure that there will be no unwanted distractions (like the ones that happen to us all at the movies and make us want to throw all the cell phones in the Harbor to prove a point). The point being NO YAPPIN’ WHEN THE BAND’S A-TAPPIN!!( Sorry, I was ranting again.)We will take y’all’s cell phones you are talking on and wash your pesky callers away, right along with our dishes. Imagine a world without having to ask if people can hear you over the ‘noise’ that is someone performing. Nice image, I know. Being that we are in Massachusetts, the third rule should feel like a no brainer to most of us. Here goes... Under no circumstances, will there be any New York Yankees apparel, etc. at the Head. There is a graveyard that, until further notice, shall also contain Tampa Bay Rays crap in it, as well as all Yankees garbage that gets brought in. There is a fourth and final rule – a most important rule. This rule, however, shall be held secret until y’all make your way into the Head to learn about it first hand. Seriously, this is the only way to find out about rule four, Scouts honor. Now, these rules are important to the Boss man, therefore important to y’all as well, so keep that in mind.
Anyway, on Sundays, we turn our focus to football and all the fixin’s that go with it; we are your one stop tailgate, no pick-ups necessary. You can also pick up one of our football specials to take home to your own tailgating shin-dig, if you don't want to hang out with us to watch football, that is. We are pretty fun though, just putting that out there for y’all to think on. Either way, Sunday is our day to help you relax! The entire staff is friendly and well trained to be on your beck and call when y’all come in for great service and food. We know that service can be the deciding factor, so we pull out all the stops, I guarantee it. Our staff is so well behaved that if any of y’all come in wearing a tie, they will gladly help you to relax by cutting the tie off of your neck for you, allowing you to enjoy your dinner in peace again.
Back in the Saloon, y’all will enjoy the downright splendid game that we like to call THE MAD TEQUILA RUN. This is a sure-fire way to help most people take the edge off of anything or nothing, all at the same time. As any game must have,there are rules to prevent anarchy, but there is so much fun and laughter running alongside with you that time will fly by and you will soon find a smile stretched onto your face that will need to be pried off with a crowbar. (Okay, maybe I might be exaggerating ever so slightly with the whole crowbar action, but y’all understand my point a tad better now, don’t you think?)
Well, I suppose that ought to do for now. Until the next time the toast gets jellied, I hope y’all keep on reading my rambles about my home away from home, The Chili Head BBQ Co. I’m fixin’ to go watch me some good ole pigskin now. Thanks again, folks!