
Hours
| Tuesday | Closed |
| Wednesday | Closed |
| Thursday | 11:30 AM–3 PM |
| Friday | 11:30 AM–3 PM |
| Saturday | 11:30 AM–3 PM |
| Sunday | Closed |
| Monday | Closed |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 2111 Riley Fuzzel Rd, Spring, TX 77386
Phone: (281) 205-0625
Website: https://rosemeyerbbq.square.site/
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Reviews
The staff was also very helpful/friendly. They gave me all the recommendations for next bbq places to try on my tour and what to order while I was there.
Rosemeyer’s BBQ isn’t just a barbecue joint—it’s an experience. Housed in a food truck along Highway 99 in Houston with great outdoor seating, this place is a Texas Monthly Top 50 Award winner and it absolutely deserves its 2024 Michelin Star rating. The free beer offered while you wait in line is the perfect touch to start the meal off right.
The brisket was, without a doubt, the best I’ve had. It was the epitome of moist, delicious goodness with an outstanding flavor that proves these pit masters are true pros.
The pulled pork with fideo was a fantastic, unique offering. The pork was incredibly flavorful and the fideo had just the right amount of spice to complement it perfectly.
The ribs were everything you want them to be. They were meaty, fall-off-the-bone tender, and had a wonderful sweet honey pepper bark that was simply delicious.
The jalapeño and cheddar sausage was another highlight. It was an excellent homemade sausage with a great double-grind texture and a satisfying snap to the casing.
The sides were just as stellar as the meat. The mac and cheese was super cheesy and creamy, a perfect classic side. The Southern Style Okra tasted just like “mama’s,” with a deep, rich tomato flavor and perfectly cooked okra.
Every item we tried was a testament to the skill and dedication of the pit masters. This is a must-visit spot for any barbecue lover, and it’s clear why they are so highly acclaimed.
Oh yeah and don’t forget to grab a free beer or in my case twisted tea! It helps with the heat while waiting in their long line! They usually sell out in 2 to 3hrs so be there early.
Y’all, smell no further than this phenomenal spot! This juicy tasteful BBQ is beyond rather ravishing!! My taste buds couldn’t handle it, and I’ve had my fair share of “bbq” this beats Terry Black’s !! Thank you Jordan Rosemeyer
TL;DR: Rolled up at Rosemeyer Bar-B-Q just before the smoke curtain closed. It was 12:55 and I was dancing with fate. Brisket was still on deck. Ice cream? Gone. But I scored the last bread pudding like it was the golden ticket. Ben (pitmaster and front-man for flavor) handed me the tray, chatted me up, and later hit me with a surprise save; some homemade ice cream that knew me better than I know myself. Elvis is Still Alive in Benton, Arkansas. Peanut butter, bacon, chocolate. I needed a moment.
Rosemeyer Bar-B-Q, a food truck on a shady patch of soul-soaked ground, with a smoker that looked like it had stories to tell. I showed up knowing I might leave empty-handed, but I didn’t drive all that way just to look at trees. The sold-out board was stacked with Xs, and the line moved like molasses. With every step closer to the window, I held my breath.
But fortune favors the hungry. I stepped up and ordered like a man on borrowed time:
• Brisket: Moist, rich, bark like caramelized black gold. Not a single bite needed sauce, though they give you a cup anyway like a blessing on the side.
• Bread Pudding: The last one. Served warm, dripping with sweet cream and pecans, like a love letter from the dessert gods.
No sides. No frills. Just meat and bread and that pile of pickled onions, jalapeños, and sliced white to keep the balance right.
While I was inhaling my tray, Ben came out, smiled like a man who knows what smoke can do, and gave me the story of Rosemeyer. He’s the kind of pitmaster that makes you feel like family before you’ve swallowed your first bite. I could’ve stayed there talking for an hour, but I had sauce on my shirt and crumbs in my beard.
Just when I thought the curtain had dropped on this meaty matinee, Ben came back with a pint. He said, “I scraped out the last of the ice cream. Thought you might want it.”
He handed me a scoop of ELVIS IS STILL ALIVE IN BENTON, ARKANSAS, and just like that, I was 10 years old again with a peanut butter cup in one hand and barbecue smoke in my lungs.
Candied bacon, chocolate swirls, peanut butter base. It melted faster than I could think in this summer heat but not before I got the full gospel. That’s how you end a meal in Texas.
Texas Monthly Stamp count: 24 down. 26 to go.
Get to Rosemeyer early, or you’ll be staring at a sold-out sign while someone else licks your ice cream.