Third place.
We placed third. Out of forty-two teams. Bobby Tran BBQ — the guy with the fish sauce and the twelve-year-old poster-board sign — took third place at the Pearland BBQ Throwdown.
The announcement came at 5 PM. They read fifth place first. Not us. Fourth. Not us. Third: "Bobby Tran BBQ." Emma screamed. I don't mean cheered — I mean screamed, the kind of sound that comes from somewhere deeper than your lungs. She grabbed my arm and jumped up and down and I stood there feeling the parking lot tilt under me because third place. Third place.
The trophy is a small pewter smoker on a wooden base. It's sitting on my shelf next to Mr. Clarence's rub recipe and my sobriety chip and the photo Emma took of me at the smoker. The collection of things that define me is getting bigger.
The judges' feedback: "Exceptional bark and smoke ring. Unique flavor profile — umami-forward with balanced sweetness. One of the most interesting briskets in the competition." Interesting. That word again. My brisket is interesting. It's not traditional, it's not conventional, it's interesting. I'll take it.
First place went to a team from Lockhart — classic salt-and-pepper brisket, old-school Texas BBQ. Second place went to a team from San Antonio with a chili-based rub. Third place went to a half-Vietnamese guy from Alief with fish sauce and lemongrass and a daughter who tends fire like she was born to it.
I called everyone. Ma said, "Third is good. Next time, first." Linh said, "Bobby, that's amazing. Dad would be so proud." Tyler said, "Does this mean you're going to start a restaurant?" I said, "No." Christine said, "Congratulations, Bobby. Really." Bill said, "You gonna bring that brisket to the meeting?" I will, Bill. I absolutely will.
Hector called last. He said, "Third place. Solo. First competition solo. Bobby, you know what this means?" I said, "What?" He said, "You're better than me." He was laughing. I was laughing. He said, "I'm never letting you back on my team. You're competition now." He was joking. Probably.
Emma took a photo of me holding the trophy in front of the smoker. I'm grinning in the photo like a man who's been told his life has a third act. Because it does.
I told Bill I’d bring the brisket to the meeting, and I meant it — but brisket takes fourteen hours and a parking lot, and this week I needed something I could make with my hands inside my own kitchen, something that felt like giving back without requiring a smoker. These cookies are what I landed on: loaded, a little over-the-top, interesting in the same way the judges said my brisket was interesting. Emma helped me make the first batch the morning after the competition, still buzzing off the trophy sitting on the shelf twelve feet away. They went fast. They always do. I’m making them again for Bill and for anyone else at that table who needs something sweet on a Tuesday night.
Loaded Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies
Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 12 min | Total Time: 27 min | Servings: 24 cookies
Ingredients
- 1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened
- 3/4 cup granulated sugar
- 3/4 cup packed light brown sugar
- 2 large eggs
- 2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
- 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
- 3 cups old-fashioned rolled oats
- 1 1/2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips
- 1/2 cup chopped walnuts or pecans (optional)
- 1/2 cup sweetened shredded coconut (optional)
Instructions
- Preheat oven. Heat oven to 350°F. Line two baking sheets with parchment paper and set aside.
- Cream butter and sugars. In a large bowl, beat softened butter, granulated sugar, and brown sugar together with a hand mixer or stand mixer on medium speed until light and fluffy, about 3 minutes.
- Add eggs and vanilla. Beat in eggs one at a time, then mix in vanilla extract until fully combined.
- Mix dry ingredients. In a separate bowl, whisk together flour, baking soda, cinnamon, and salt. Gradually stir the dry mixture into the butter mixture until just combined — do not overmix.
- Fold in the oats and mix-ins. Stir in rolled oats, chocolate chips, and any optional add-ins (nuts, coconut) until evenly distributed throughout the dough.
- Scoop and space. Drop rounded tablespoons of dough onto prepared baking sheets, spacing them about 2 inches apart. Flatten each ball slightly with the palm of your hand.
- Bake. Bake 10–12 minutes, until the edges are golden and the centers look just set. Do not overbake — they will firm up as they cool.
- Cool. Let cookies cool on the baking sheet for 5 minutes before transferring to a wire rack. Cool completely before storing in an airtight container up to 5 days.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 218 | Protein: 3g | Fat: 11g | Carbs: 29g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 95mg
About the cook who shared this
Bobby Tran
Week 113 of Bobby’s 30-year story
· Houston, Texas
Bobby Tran was born in a refugee camp in Arkansas to parents who fled Saigon with nothing. He grew up in Houston straddling two worlds — Vietnamese at home, Texan everywhere else — and learned to cook from his mother's pho and a neighbor's BBQ smoker. He's a former shrimper, a recovering alcoholic, a divorced dad of three, and the guy who marinates brisket in fish sauce and lemongrass because he doesn't believe in borders, especially when it comes to flavor.