I decided not to chime in on the Dino BBQ debates that have been raging here, but my experience this evening has forced comment. Tonight was my third visit to Dinnosaur, as it is quite convinient to my home. The first two visits were fine; nothing too special but good enough to return more than once. But my point is actually that the short ribs at Miss Mamies Spoonbread are a far better product than anything that one could procure at Dino. They certainly are not barbeque but they are incredibly tasty. What made me write this though was the issue of mac and cheese; this is not the most important part of most meals but as a side in a place that claims to be of either of these genres it is of some relevance. The m&c at dino was very similar to kraft that someone sprinkled 1/4 ounce of salt over. At Miss Mamie's it is a cube of well cooked pasta held together by cheese of the flavor and consistancy that one would expect from a home-made product. One might have a difficult time finishing all of the food that you are given, I had a second side of mashed and gravy that I barely touched due to the supremicy of the other two dishes. Back to Dinosaur, the pleasant bartender asked how my meal was, I chose not to make comment about the mediocre ribs or the insipid pork (which had been fine on previous visits) but I did say that the new addition to the menu was horrid. She of course called over a manager to ask if he had sampled said side this evening as it was a new dish and he reported that it was fine. She then proceded to tell him that I found it to be less than satisfactory. I was then asked if I had ever had it before, I reported that I was quite familiar with the concept of macaroni and cheese and since they had been so poorly reviewed by so many media outlets that I thought they may not want to serve such a poor example of said dish, especially in an area of town that has a few good examples. I was told "can't please everyone". Long story long I'll have my pleasure at Miss Mamie's and will not return for a fourth stop at dinosaur. Even with the death of the C train I'd rather make the extra effort for a superior meal at the same price with folks who won't tell me that I don't know Kraft from home-made. My apologies, eat well.