Early on yesterday, I had an idea for today’s post. But when I sat down to write it last night, I couldn’t remember what it was for the life of me. So, as I do in these instances, I turned to Plinky.com.
And what did Plinky ask? Name the worst-looking place to get the best food.
Awww, yeah. Done and done.
Anyone from Kansas City already knows the answer to this one, but for the rest of you, please allow me to introduce you to . . .
[That’s right. Insert an unnecessary drumroll here.]
Named by Anthony Bourdain as one of the 13 Places to Eat Before You Die, Oklahoma Joe’s is located inside a gas station.
I’m not talking a Quik Trip, either. No bright lights. No clean, wide aisles. No “Safe Place” sign outside. Nope, it’s an old corner gas station in every since of the word.
And it has the best BBQ in the city.
A month or so ago, Mark decided he wanted to eat lunch there on a Saturday. So we headed south, drove through downtown, pulled into the last open parking spot and took our place in line. The line that wound its way around the gas station and through the door.
Annalyn was not happy to wait patiently – as usual – but we
finally made it to the front of the line. Poor kid. She was even less happy to discover that the food we’d been waiting for was not, in fact, chicken nuggets.
But Mark and I were in BBQ Heaven. It was deeelish.
What’s the worst-looking place you’ve found good food?
Image by Marshall Astor (Because I left my camera in the car the last time we ate there!)