To visit this place one either has to be very determined to taste their ribs (like I was) or to live there (like all the other clients seemed to be). It’s really at the ass of the world. The clientele is predominantly working-class, and the restaurant was nearly full despite its impressive size.
One thing that has to be mentioned is that the hot honey sauce is absolutely superb and probably justified the visit by itself. Whoever made it was a genius. Unfortunately the ribs themselves serve only as something to dip into that excellent sauce. They are hardly marinated and taste too much of pig. One can almost imagine eating a Stelze. One of the two racks was also seriously dry.
The rest of the menu offers very standard choices, so having tried the ribs, there is hardly any incentive to return to that restaurant.