Roughly $15 plus tip for a super bowl (one and a half servings), a fountain soda and a side of cheese and sour cream ($1 extra).
Zeke’s Smokehouse
This place smells like Texas barbecue. Outside, the scent of smoked meat wafts about Honolulu Avenue. Inside, the aroma is as tantalizing as my Texan friend’s kitchen. It’s from watching my friend’s daylong process of cooking, smoking meat and liberally mixing spices into a pot you could bathe in, that I’ve learned good chili has a kick.
Zeke’s didn’t kick me. Actually, it barely poked me. This is the perfect chili for the tender of palates, those whose spice racks contain merely salt and pepper and who would never think to buy hot sauce, much less one with a questionable illustration and caution label.