
We are Owasso’s favorite, locally owned, award winning BBQ restaurant serving slow smoked brisket, ribs, chicken, molasses brined smoked turkey, bologna, hot links and pulled pork. We are also open for breakfast serving all of your breakfast staples and a few BBQ inspired favorites. Catering is also available for groups from 25-5000 people.
Wood-smoked pork, chicken & more served in a down-to-earth setting with a rustic, country vibe.
Address and Contact Information
Address: 8888 N Garnett Rd, Owasso, OK 74055
Phone: (918) 272-7427
Website: http://www.trailsendbbq.biz/
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Reviews
A two-meat combo for me, and a turkey sandwich with fries for my wife. This is some of the best smoked turkey that you will find. It is exactly as it is described on the menu, “tender and juicy.” A large order of this to go, would complement that thanksgiving dinner. Ribs and that turkey were on my plate, with baked beans and slaw. The sides here are very good. The ribs big and meaty, perfect texture. They use a slightly sweet rub with a hint of cinnamon. Me, not a big fan of the rub, but that is just my preference. The pit master does know how to smoke meat. Brisket next time. Great friendly service. The menu is online.
We ordered a total of three pounds of meat (1 lb sliced brisket, ½ lb chopped brisket, ½ lb pulled pork, ½ lb sausage, and ½ lb bologna) along with five sides: coleslaw, potato salad, fried okra, baked beans, and corn on the cob.
When my wife got home, the receipt showed a $99.50 subtotal, with every item rung up individually instead of as the Large Family Pack. Assuming it was a mistake, we called to have it corrected. Instead, we were told that we “ordered wrong” because the three pounds of meat were different types. This was never mentioned when we placed the order, nor were we told there would be an upcharge or that this wasn’t allowed. When I asked why this wasn’t explained at the time of ordering, there was no clear answer.
Additionally, the meal is advertised as feeding five to six people, yet the corn on the cob portion consisted of only three half-ears. That hardly seems reasonable for a meal of that size.
The food itself was decent, but the unexpected overcharge and being blamed for “ordering wrong” left a very poor impression.
As I walked in, I realized it was waaay past lunchtime, which meant this meal was either going to be good—or way good. The place was quiet, just a few tables occupied, two waitresses on the floor, and the smell of smoked meat in the air. The décor had a casual, comfortable flow to it—nothing fancy, just the right vibe. We were handed a paper menu, a little worn and stained with barbecue fingerprints. I liked that. It was simple, no fluff—straight to the point. Just the way I like it.
I placed my order: sliced brisket, fries, corn… and a Coke.
While we waited, our group took care of some pressing work issues—important things like who’s going to dig the hole and who’s going to cover it. You know, high-level stuff. I slipped away to check the restroom. Clean, well-kept, thoughtfully designed—another good sign.
Back at the table, the conversation heated up. Apparently, no one was in the mood to dig a hole today. Heheh.
Then the food arrived.
My brisket looked just like the doctor ordered. I’ll say this—the slices were a bit thicker than what I’m used to, and slightly on the dry side, but still packed with flavor and had that smoky kick I crave. Yeehaw.
Now, here’s a more honest observation. For most of our visit, it was just us and one other solo diner. Meanwhile, two employees sat nearby folding silverware and chatting—loudly—about their grievances at work. I get it. I’m human too, and I know work dynamics can be rough. But there’s a time and a place, and this wasn’t it.
That said, the two waitresses working the floor were phenomenal—attentive, kind, and on point. The dining area was also impressively clean.
I’ll definitely be coming back, this time alone, and during lunch hours. I’ve already picked the day.
Until then…