i’m in kansas city and i just went and ate some bbq at this place that is literally inside a gas station. it’s the best bbq i’ve ever had and was definitely worth the 45-60 minutes of standing in line we had to do. as we waited, we got hungrier and things smelled more and more good and our planned order got bigger and bigger. and then we actually managed to eat all of it, which we definitely should not have done.
now i have bbq sauce under my fingernails, in my teeth, and i think some in my hair, also. we’re going to smell like bbq for the rest of our lives. that’s probably ok.