In North Carolina, barbecue isn’t just a method of cooking. In March, we write that our state is “the only state in the union where barbecue is a noun,” meaning “pork, pit-cooked over coals and delicately seasoned with that unique sauce — and some of the best comes from Goldsboro.” Our “Knife and Fork” column proclaims that Wilber’s Barbecue “is crowded at mealtimes and sometimes in between, and the quiet is not nearly as golden as the hush puppies.”
On a remote island, a family of storytellers preserves local lore and neighborly traditions, beginning with one iconic thoroughfare.
From the expanses of needlerush at Cedar Island to the lush spartina feathering the shores of Bodie and Roanoke islands, our salt marshes are the threshold to a watery world — the heartbeat of our coastal ecosystem.
From remote beaches to sunsets that dazzle before they sink into the sound, here’s where to splash, dine, and cast a line in this Outer Banks town.
Amid planning seafood spreads for friends and family, our recipe developer finds isolation and inspiration Down East.
