Our first stop was the Polk-A-Dot Drive In in Braidwood, IL on the very beginning (or end depending on which way you're coming from) of Route 66 for some fried chicken. Renae met Elvis.
Next we hit up Springfield, IL to pay our respects to Honest Abe and try and find the Simpsons.
Then we tried to meet Leslie Knope in Pawnee. Alas, no success.
Finally we made it to St. Louis, which is an unexpectedly beautiful city. Nobody ever told me. After checking in to our hotel, we all had one thing on our minds: BBQ! So we walked to Pappy's Smokehouse, which according to my extensive research (I don't mess around with BBQ) is supposed to be the best in St. Louis. It did not disappoint! Bruce and I both got ribs with sides of pulled pork and Renae got a pulled pork sandwich. All some of the best BBQ I've ever had. The sides were amazing too. They know how to make some fine slaw here. The only thing that could have made this meal better would of been a nice cold beer, but Pappy's does not serve alcohol! A BBQ joint with no beer! What kind of travesty is that?
Today, maybe a nice long jog to the arch and back to work off some of this BBQ and then on to Tulsa, OK!
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