The smell of chitlins alone is enough to keep this dude far from them. They aren't fit for a dog. Those innards have one purpose alone outside a living critter, and its casings.
My wife's family calls sloppy Joes bbq... It boggles the mind how they came to that.
How about pasties? Any of y'all do those things? They're definitely a northern wisky and UP thing. Not bad, but I wouldnt go out of my way to get one...