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Not to be confused with the Dallas BBQ chain, Dallas Jones BBQ is a tiny, decades-old West Village joint with a rep for hefty platters of meaty, Southern-spiced comfort food. The narrow interior is rustic — tin ceiling, exposed brick, dim bulbs in pendant metal lamps and a single, well-placed, mirror. Four square wooden tables with mismatched chairs can barely seat ten; understandable then, that the place acts mainly as a takeout and catering operation, although some choose to book the dining room (well in advance) for cozy, crowded dinner parties. Salads occupy token menu space here, but Dallas Jones means manna for carnivores. Sixteen hours of gentle smoking yield sweet and tender piles of pulled pork; rosemary-rubbed chicken breasts are roasted in barbeque sauce, racks of seared baby back ribs are heavy with juicy meat, and slabs of catfish are breaded and deep-fried to a satisfying, down-home crisp. With this kind of spread, tasty sides like mashed potatoes and okra stewed in plum tomatoes could stand to be a bit more generous than their small serving bowls permit. But it’s likely you’ll be too full of splendidly charred meat to notice. — Laurel Fantauzzo

Rotisserie half-chicken, $13.95; pulled pork, $9.95; baby back ribs, $23.95, okra and Italian plum tomatoes, $3.95