Smoke, Seating, and Seconds: Burnt Ends BBQ Restaurant Is Leveling Up

Burnt Ends BBQ
Nov 6
3 min read

Somewhere in Auburn, Maine, a smoker is humming like a jet engine made of oak and patience. That’s Burnt Ends — the BBQ joint that’s been feeding your cravings and testing the limits of your waistband — and they’ve just flipped the script.

We’re talking new hours, table service, and a Thanksgiving feast that’ll make your oven file for unemployment.

Let’s set the table, shall we?

🔥 New Restaraunt Hours = More Smoke for Your Buck

You ever get that 7:45 p.m. craving — ribs, mac & cheese, a drink that hits just right — only to realize your favorite BBQ joint’s lights are out? Yeah, not anymore.

Burnt Ends heard the cries of the hungry and stretched those hours out. You’ve now got more time to wander in, kick back, and smell that brisket perfume. Whether it’s a midweek meal or a Saturday smoke-fest, the doors are open wider than your post-dinner jeans.

🍻 Now Introducing Restaurant Table Service: Because You Deserve to Sit while you Drool

Old Burnt Ends was a grab-your-tray, find-a-spot kind of deal.

New Burnt Ends? It’s “sit down, relax, we’ll bring you the meat mountain.”

You walk in, you get greeted by a human (the friendly kind), handed a drink, and the only decision you have to make is whether you want the brisket before or after the ribs.

Servers will walk you through the menu — which, let’s be honest, reads like a love letter to smoke. Picture this:

Brisket biscuits that could start international conflicts.
Pulled pork platters so tender they probably cry when you cut them.
Cornbread with honey butter that could convert a lifelong dieter.
And burnt ends — those caramelized, smoky little miracles that named the whole dang place.

You can still play pool, toss a bean bag, sip a Manmosa (yes, that’s a thing), and watch the world go by. Except now, someone’s refilling your drink while you do it.

🦃 Thanksgiving Dinner: Outsource the Chaos

Every year, someone burns the rolls. The turkey’s dry. The mashed potatoes are weirdly gluey. Uncle Larry “helps” and somehow ruins the gravy.

This year? Don’t.

Burnt Ends is rolling out a full Thanksgiving dinner to go — smoked turkey, house-made sides, the works. You’ll still get credit for hosting, but the only thing you’ll have to lift is a fork.

Your guests get perfectly smoked, lovingly sauced, holiday-magic goodness. You get to not panic.

Pre-orders are already flying, and when it’s gone, it’s gone. (Just like that last bite of brisket you swore you’d share.)

🕰 Why This All Matters

This isn’t fast food. It’s real food made slow, by people who love it enough to do it right. Burnt Ends has always been about feeding the soul — now they’re doing it with a side of full-service hospitality and longer restaurant hours to soak it all in.

Thanksgiving dinner is just the latest chapter: a smoky rebellion against dry turkey, bland sides, and culinary chaos.