Black Hog BBQ & Bar — Restaurant in Maryland

So I visited one of my favorite BBQ joints with a customer today for lunch. Black Hog Urbana. Great BBQ and excellent experience as always. I used my personal credit card in lieu of my corporate card by mistake (they look identical). Thank goodness for that. That allowed me to check my Chase App (I'm OCD and do that daily) and I realized that I used the wrong card. I looked for that card in my wallet and it was not there. I figured I had left it at the restaurant so I hopped in the car and drove back over. Bear in mind that this had taken all of an hour and a half and I had gone nowhere or used that card in between. I went inside and told them I left my card and the search was on. Nothing in the left credit card pile in the cash register. Searched every little black check folder. Nothing. Looked under the table where I sat. Nothing. The lovely young lady took my name and number and said she would call me if it turned up. I told her thank you but I was going to cancel the card momentarily. I went out to my car and again went on my Chase credit App to cancel the card and low and behold, there was already a fraudulent charge for $328.00 on my card. I went back inside and showed the woman who I had been dealing with the fraudulent charge on my phone. She appeared sympathetic and apologetic which I truly believe she was. But the circumstances are this. Within an hour and a half of me leaving my credit card in a restaurant payment folder, fraudulent charges were showing up on my account. How does that happen? I'm not sure but I have some pretty good ideas how that happens. For anyone using credit cards in restaurants, please make sure you receive your credit card back along with your check and especially make sure that the first thing you do is put the card back in your wallet before you sign the check. Too short a window here for strange...

Had a pretty weird experience here tonight. I live in DC and after working a super long shift, my husband's family wanted to meet for a belated birthday Sunday dinner for him. I was looking forward to having a delicious beer to wash down all the bbq I was pumped to eat. Once there and getting my 2 year old settled in, I decided to finally order a beer. I was asked for my ID and I pulled out my US Passport. The waitress asked if I had a driver's license and I said no since I do not drive. She told me they didn't take passports as a valid form of ID. Weird. So weird. I asked to speak with a manager.

The manager came over. She mentioned some silliness about the liquor board and whatnot and that she could accept my passport as a form of ID if and only if there was a homeland security seal on it. Um. Weird. She went to go look for one.

Lo and behold, there wasn't one. It is so odd that my US passport did not hold up as a valid form of ID. I travel overseas, use this as my main ID...I thought a passport would be the best option for ID out of everything. Even when you get a new job, a passport is a sufficient form of ID.

I was honestly just trying to get my drink on as a 32 year old mom. We would have spent way more money at this establishment had I been able to booze it up. Unfortunately, I will not be making the trek from DC to this place for their subpar BBQ. I'm really disappointed I did not have that beer down to wash away that basic BBQ.

Notes to the owner, get educated on the rules. I've been to a few other establishments in this area and a US Passport is valid ID. This is ridiculous. I hate pulling the race card but, unfortunately, it felt very racially targeted and that is not cool...it really felt like they couldn't believe a brown person could have a US Passport.

Also. I just wanted a freakin' Miller Lite. Gimme...

My back story: I've been working in the restaurant industry for about a decade, I've worked for a similar local bbq chain, and I'm at home smoking inthusiast.

My girlfriend and stopped by for a heafty meal and a couple rounds. We ordered every side, both types of ribs, carolina pork, smoked chicken, arkansas brisket, and extra extra pickles.

The good: service was absolutely incredible. Brittany completely rocked our world. Perfectly attentive. Insanely quick with drinks or any little thing we need. Top notch personality and customer service. Food wise; the potatoe salad was on par with anything your grandma could whip up, the fries were 10/10, the collards were solid (just slightly under seasoned) and the pork was on par with any competing local bbq spot. They served mully's IPA on tap, and had an impressive whiskey selection. As a pickle man, I can't leave out there top notch dill chips. Mustard sauce was devine also.

The bad: ribs, brisket and chicken were all most likely prepped hours before we got there (we arrived just after 7 on a Wednesday night). All of which showed signs of once being delicious, but at our time of consumption were dry and tough. Each was seasoned well with a good smoke ring, but long since fresh. The Mac was extremely bland, the sweet potoes were insanely sweet, the corn bread and slaw were perfectly average.

Conclusion: the service, drink selection, prices and flavor of the Q merits a return. I'll most likely come back during lunch time, where hopefully the meats haven't been sitting around...