Headed north from Poteau toward Sallisaw for lunch at the famous Wildhorse Mountain BBQ. This was a favorite haunt when I first started to work for Halliburton in Fort Smith. The worst building I had ever seen food come out of (including a lot of third world countries) and a crusty old man named Huburt ran the place and when he had sold all the BBQ he cooked that day, they closed.
As if it could get any stranger, you could only buy soda to drink from a vending machine and it only served bottles. A similar machine stood outside and it sold cans of beer. And this was in 1985.
But Huburt is dead, the Wildhorse is much larger and you can get a drink in a cup and the BBQ is still good. But it is still a dump. And yes, that is a photo of a pork rib with the loin still attached. This is the only place I have seen them cooked like that.
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