Oak & Smoke

You're walking down Charlotte Street and the smell hits you first—proper wood smoke drifting out onto the pavement. Inside, it's all exposed brick and casual energy, the kind of spot where you can rock up in jeans and feel completely right. The menu reads like a love letter to American smoking traditions: brisket that's been working low and slow, ribs that fall clean off the bone, and sides that actually matter (proper cornbread, burnt ends, pickles that cut through the richness). It's the sort of place where you order without overthinking it and end up rolling out genuinely satisfied.