Something Broke in Food Service — And It Wasn't Just the Dishwasher

Why the restaurant industry is a dumpster fire — and why it's complicated.

So when I say the food service industry is in trouble right now — I'm not reading that off a press release. I'm living it. And so is everybody else who's ever tied on an apron for a paycheck.

Here's the thing, though. This isn't a simple story. It's not "workers are lazy now" and it's not "owners are greedy monsters." It's messier than that. It's a full-blown, multi-car pileup on the interstate and somehow every driver has a point about whose fault it is.

Let's talk about it. And yes — we're going to laugh a little. Because if you don't laugh, you cry, and then the health inspector shows up and asks why there's moisture near the equipment.

C3: Feet Pics, Franchise Failures, and Caviar McNuggets — May 2026

Tyrone B. Cookin · C3 Series

Curated Culinary Curiosities

May 2026 Edition

The food world is having a moment. Several moments, actually. None of them normal. Here's what caught my eye this month — verified, fact-checked, and served with a side of chef's perspective.

The Smoke Has Cleared — And It Doesn't Look Good for Rodney Scott's BBQ

Industry News · BBQ

All locations of Rodney Scott's Whole Hog BBQ have abruptly shut down. Here's what happened, who Rodney Scott is, and why the family's original pit is still very much alive.

TyroneBCookin.com  ·  May 5, 2026

If you follow the barbecue world at all, you probably saw the news drop on May 5, 2026: every single location of Rodney Scott's Whole Hog BBQ has closed. All of them. At once. Some mid-service, some with zero warning to staff. Signs on the doors say "temporary" and "until further notice" — but when a restaurant chain shuts down like this, those words don't carry much weight.

18 Years Later: Revisiting the 25 Reasons I'd Never Own a Restaurant

18 Years Later: Revisiting the 25 Reasons I'd Never Own a Restaurant

Back in 2008, I reposted a list on this blog. Twenty-five reasons a chef named Niall Harbison would never open a restaurant. I asked his permission, credited him properly, and then added my own little confession at the top — that 99% of his reasons were the same reasons I wrestled with the idea myself.

Here's what I didn't mention in that post: I wrote it from a ship.

What We Lost When the Tables Started Turning

The kind of place that knew your name before you sat down.

There was a BBQ joint on Cook Avenue in North Huntsville — right next to the D-Home — that I used to think about more than it probably deserved. Nothing fancy. No sign you'd notice from the highway. Just smoke and a parking lot and the kind of door that always seemed like it had been open forever. You walked in and the person behind the counter already had an idea of what you wanted. Not because they were psychic — because they remembered you.

That place is gone now. And honestly, so is a lot of what made it matter.