Tejas is king... when it comes to brisket. The good shit that's made in rural parts of Tejas by black folk is hands down the best in the country and it's not even close.
While I stand by the joint run by an old black man right off of I- 45 near "Centerville" next to a gas station is the best... some of the best in Texas comes from a German area just north of I-10 between Houston and San Antonio and just south of Austin.
Good brisket... melts in your mouth... and there is absolutely no reason to put sauce on it... unless it's dry and shitty.
Unfortunately, it seems a vast amount of the posters on this board has never had good brisket.
By the way, if you want to get a good sampling of all the different types of Q from around the country... it would be wise to hit the "Houston Livestock and Rodeo Show.
Hell, while some of my employees were doing the show for me... I came to check out how my business was doing back in the day when I did the show... and one of Earl Campbell's guys came by the booth and said he would like to purchase four of my pieces. He walked me over to Earl Campbell's booth at the show and me and Earl came to an agreement.
I would trade four of my chimes for... "all you can eat" of his food at his booth for my employees for the duration of the show (around 2 plus weeks).
Not only that... but, he invited me to his place in Austin for the weekend so he could show me where he put the chimes on his property. Good times.
The one thing that I came away from the encounter was how short Earl was and how he could barely walk without pain... this was in the "early 1990's.
That, and I could barely understand a word he said, since he mumbled so much.
Football, is a mother... when it comes to long term damage.