Bonehead's Texas BBQ, LLC, is the brainchild of a Silicon Valley salesman who chose to do something he loved rather than continue to put up with the daily commute. As a hobby, Dave Roberson (aka Duroc) has been smoking for friends, family, churches, and large groups for 25 plus years. His first smoker was made from a 55-gallon drum, a stolen grocery cart, (he says someone else stole it, he just didn't know where to return it to—yeah, right, Dave) and a couple of lawn mower tires. Yep, he's a real bubba!
 

A Bona Fide Bonehead After the downsizing of the electronics industry, he was disgusted with commuting 3 to 4 hours each day, not knowing from one day to the next if he would still have a job. Unable to find suitable employment—he was encouraged by his friends and family to open a BBQ restaurant or at least start catering. So, armed with a smoker, a fine sense of humor, and a pot full of recipes developed from his Texas roots, he sat out to conquer the world one rib at a time. Get to know Dave, his family, and employees—you're gonna like these folks. They're friendly, courteous, generous, and good lookin'! You'll know Dave 'cause when he wears shorts he looks like he's ridin' a chicken! Gitcha sum!

Who in the World Is Duroc? A Word from Our Owner
My name is Dave Roberson, the goofball creator of Bonehead's BBQ. I grew up in a lil' ol' town in the South Plains of Texas called Floydada - a farm community.  We grew cotton, wheat, corn, raised cows, chickens, and pigs—a fine, outstanding raisin'. When I was in high school I had a pig—a Duroc. (See the picture at the right—that's a picture of a pig, not me.) You'll notice that a Duroc, a fine specimen of one of God's creatures, has red hair—just like I had (had—now my hair is white).  Because of my red hair and my pig, ol' Sam Green and Dayne Golightly started calling me "Duroc". Aren't they creative? 

The Name Stuck — More Words from Our Owner
To this day, old friends of mine call me Duroc. As a matter of fact, when I was in college (don't act so surprised—I dropped out), it was stretched to "Duroc Dog and His Harley Hog" by my best friend the Right Reverend Tony Neal. Now the Harley was just a pipe dream, but don't it sound good? I'd buy one, but it would cost me a divorce. You can call me "Duroc", too. If you do, I might just do ya a good turn! Try it and see what ya git!

Why "Bonehead's"?

“Bonehead” came about when I was looking at Cornerstone Fellowships’ website and located a link to a ministry that I found interesting.  As I brought it to the attention of numerous people at Cornerstone, my friend, Cornerstone’s men’s pastor, Kenton Jang, wanted to look it up to see what I had discovered.  We went to his office and looked for the link.  Kenton searched around the pages without success.  Out of frustration, and thinking he wasn’t going to the correct page, I told him “Get out of that chair Bonehead, and let me look”.  Of course, we never found the website, but we did discover who the Bonehead really was.  Therefore, the name stuck.

Contact our BBQ catering crew with questions about our side items or smoked meats.