I caught up with an old friend for an off-hour lunch recently at Fette Sau, which, simply translated from German means “Fat Pig” – a very aptly titled name for this bbq joint in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Nestled back into a corner off Metropolitan, the light seeps in through the large garage doors onto the communal tables and cases full of top-quality brisket, sausage and copious side dishes. You order by the pound as your order is carved, weighed and then set onto a small metal tray. Beers are served from the old kitchen knife draft handles into mason jars. Perhaps Fette Sau is best suited for winter, but it’s a nice piece of southern hospitality no matter what time of year.