Britain has a dirty little secret: it’s binging on barbecue

Britain has a dirty little secret: it’s binging on barbecue. I’m acutely aware of this craze as I stand outside Pitt Cue Co, a tiny barbecue joint tucked away on a street corner in Soho. Dozens of people have assembled in a queue that wends its way from the wooden front door down a cobblestoned street.