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St. Louis Pork Steak BBQ Sandwich

Cut from the shoulder, the St. Louis pork steak is grilled for char then braised in Maull's barbecue sauce until it falls apart, served on square white bread whose real job is soaking up the sauce.

At a glance

  • Cut: A pork steak, a half-inch to inch slice off the shoulder or Boston butt
  • Method: Charred over the coals, then braised covered in sauce until tender
  • Sauce: A sweet tomato barbecue sauce, classically Maull's, the local bottle
  • Bread: Square slices of white sandwich bread, set down to soak the sauce
  • Sides: Potato salad, baked beans, deviled eggs at the backyard cookout
  • Country: USA, a St. Louis barbecue staple on bread

The cook happens in two stages, and the second one is what makes it St. Louis. A pork steak, which is a slab sliced straight across the shoulder, goes onto a charcoal grill first and takes hard direct heat until the fat renders and the edges char. Then it leaves the fire for a covered pan or a foil packet flooded with barbecue sauce, where it braises in its own fat and the sauce until the tough shoulder muscle finally surrenders and pulls apart. Grill for flavor, then braise for tenderness. The method is the whole regional signature, and it is the opposite of low-and-slow smoking.

The cut explains the technique, because a pork steak is not built to be tender on its own. It comes off the same shoulder as pulled pork, threaded with fat and connective tissue and a blade bone, which is exactly why it is cheap and exactly why it needs the braise. Cook it like a quick steak over the coals and stop there and it eats tough and chewy. The long simmer in sauce melts the collagen and turns the same slab fork-soft. The fat that makes the cut fatty is also what keeps it from drying out across two rounds of heat, so the steak forgives a long cook in a way a lean chop never would.

The sauce does not arrive at the end as a glaze; it is the cooking medium itself, and St. Louis has a particular one in mind. The classic bottle is Maull's, a thin, tangy, tomato-based sauce with a sweet edge and an unusual savory backbone from anchovies and pepper, and the steak sits in it through the whole braise rather than getting brushed at the end. By the time it comes out, the meat is saturated and lacquered, the sauce reduced and clinging. A drier rub-and-smoke approach would make a different and respectable thing; this version commits to the sauce all the way down, and the steak carries it inside, not just on the surface.

The bread is where it becomes a sandwich, and the job it does is humble and exact. The steak lands on plain square slices of white sandwich bread, the supermarket kind, set down underneath and around the meat. That bread is not there for structure or crust; it is there to soak up the sauce and the rendered fat that run off the steak, turning soft and red and heavy as it does. A St. Louisan eats the steak with a knife and fork and then eats the soaked bread after as the best part, the way drippings on toast are the reward at the end of a roast.

You can find it at a rib joint, but its real home is a backyard, and the scene is specific. A charcoal kettle smokes in a driveway on a summer afternoon, the steaks come off the grate dark and dripping and go into a foil pan that someone tops with half a bottle of sauce and slides back over indirect heat. The smell is charred pork fat and sweet simmering tomato. Around it are the standing sides: a creamy potato salad, baked beans, deviled eggs, a stack of white bread and a fresh bottle of sauce on the table. It is cookout food, generous and cheap, made to feed a crowd from one shoulder.

It sits near a few cousins without being any of them. It is not pulled pork, though it comes from the same muscle; the steak stays a sliced piece you cut, not shredded strands. It is not a Memphis or Carolina pork sandwich, which are smoked low and slow and dressed after. The closest peer in spirit is the rib tip or the snoot that St. Louis barbecue also leans on, cheap pork parts grilled and sauced the same regional way. What sets the pork steak apart inside that family is the grill-then-braise sequence and the slab cut, a method and a piece of meat that read as St. Louis on sight.

The Cheap Cut That St. Louis Made Its Own

The dish grew out of a cheap cut and a local bottle, and both have datable starts. Maull's traces to Louis Maull's St. Louis grocery business in the 1890s, and the company put out what it billed as one of the country's first bottled barbecue sauces in 1926, a tomato sauce sharpened with anchovies and pepper that became the regional default. A sweet, sticky, tomato-based sauce ready off the shelf gave home cooks the braising liquid the method depends on, and the steak and the sauce grew up together in the same city.

The cut itself was a marketing decision, and the record points to a grocer. A pork steak is simply a Boston butt run through a band saw into slabs, and St. Louis's Schnucks grocery chain is credited with cutting and promoting pork steaks as an inexpensive option in the late 1950s, after which other regional stores followed suit. A whole shoulder yields several steaks for a fraction of the price of chops, which is most of why the cut took hold where it did.

The deeper context was already in place. St. Louis ran a heavy German pork-butchering trade, and a postwar appetite for cheap backyard grilling met a grocery case full of an affordable shoulder cut. There is no single inventor and no founding cookout to point to; the steak is what that cut, a local sauce, and a charcoal grill produced together once they shared a city.

Why it stayed a St. Louis thing is partly that nobody else adopted the slab. The pork steak remains a Midwestern grocery-case staple centered hard on the St. Louis metro, where butcher counters still stack them by the inch and any summer barbecue is likely to feature them. The sauce most often in the pan is still Maull's, the bottle that has carried the city's barbecue flavor since 1926.

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