Triple C’s Smokehouse & Grill

Pretty terrible. Don’t waste your money go over to Fatburger instead.

«There’s no such thing as a free lunch,» who says?
I had one just the other day at Triple C’s Smokehouse & Grill on Pearl Harbor. Okay, it wasn’t really free, but it was pretty much free to me, and it was damn good too!
Here’s the story:
A couple weeks back, a regular customer of ours came into the shop and wanted something that is above-​and-​beyond, and truly outside-​the-​box. My coworker, Eric, and I agreed to see if we could figure out how to solve his problem. Over the next two weeks, I did nothing other than ask Eric from time to time how it was going.
Then one afternoon, he asked me to do a few minutes of data entry in order to test his prototype solution. Right as I sat down to do it, the customer happed to stop in and ask how it was going. Eric filled him in while I worked on his project. Mind you; this had been both the only work I’d done and the only work the customer had seen being done on his project.
Right as I was finishing up entering the data, the customer said, «I really appreciate all the hard work you guys have done. I’m going to take you to lunch.» I said, «Thank you.»
So let me tell you about my pretty much «free» BBQ Brisket Sandwich from Triple C’s Smokehouse & Grill on Pearl Harbor: It was outstanding! The meat was tender and plentiful. They put cheese on it. I understand that is not traditional, but it should be. The BBQ sauce was tangy and tasty. They were other condiments available including more BBQ sauce, if you are so inclined. There is a choice of several sides. I chose the cornbread. It was good. I just wish it had been a little bigger piece. I’ll be back, even if I have to pay for my own lunch.
It’s okay, I rationalize, that I scammed a free lunch off of Eric’s hard work. I’ve helped him plenty with a ton of other projects in the past that made him look like a hero. I sure didn’t get a free lunch for any of those.