Wib’s Drive In BBQ – A Five-Generation Favorite

Jackson, Missouri's, Wib's BBQ Drive-In was born the same year I was, 1947. I don't think my parents took me straight from the St. Francis Hospital to Wib's, but my grandson, Malcolm, below, was still in diapers when he made his first pilgrimage.

Grandson Malcolm Steinhoff getting ready to chow down at Wib'sMy buddy, Chuck Keefer, has been bragging about South Carolina BBQ, so I felt it was time to write about the best barbecue sandwiches in the universe and set him straight.

When we were in Cape Girardeau last fall, I managed to make four visits to the place, much to my mother's chagrin. We figured that at least five generations of our family have eaten there over the years.

I practically lived there

Sarah servers diners at Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MO

I practically lived at Wib's when I was working for The Jackson Pioneer in the mid-60s.

The sandwiches were cheap and they made the best shakes in town. (Unfortunately, they quit making shakes several years ago and the wonderful homemade pies are history, too.)

Wib's Barbecue menu boardBest of all, it was located just down the road from the newspaper and courthouse and almost right next to a small park with a municipal swimming pool that was a great source of wild art.

(Nah, Jackson wasn't THAT wild. Wild art is newspaperspeak for pictures that can run without a story. Think cute kids and animals.)

What's special about the BBQ?

Wib's Brown Hot Barbecue SandwichI don't know. My mother claims that no pigs are hurt in the making of the sandwiches, and I have to concede that they are a little light on meat.

On the other hand, what's there is nicely smoked and touched off with a peppery sauce that doesn't overwhelm the taste of the meat. If you order a Brown Hot (the brown, outside, smokier part of the shoulder) with hot sauce, you'd better have a drink handy.

Hickory wood used by Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MOSmoked with Hickory wood

A short history of Wib's is printed on the back of the menu. It was founded by Wib Lohman, who had a trucking company. He started out selling barbecue sandwiches to his drivers.

The original smoker used hickory and nothing has changed.

Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MOThe outside doesn't look like much

It's just a concrete block building painted white. There's plenty of parking and a walk-up area on one side. The front door was always notoriously hard to open, but that was solved when a local teenager ran into the front of the building June 17, 2008, doing about $25,000 in damage.

He fessed up to his parents and restitution was made. The front windows were changed to deeper ones and the balky front door was replaced.

One wag remarked, “That poor kid will have to leave town. He's going to be known as the boy who drove into Wib's for the rest of his life.”

Pigs in window of Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MOWib sold Wib's in 1948

Wib Lohman got tired of running a seven-day-a-week, 6 a.m. to 1 a.m. business and sold it to Jack and Sweetie Hoffmeister, who ran it until 1972, when it passed on to A.D. Hoffman. It stayed in the Hoffman family when A.D.'s son and his wife took it over in 1986.

300 sandwiches go out at lunchtime

Dedeiere in the serving window at Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MOWib's opens at 8:30 a.m. (mostly for coffee drinkers; they usually sell less than 10 sandwiches before 11 a.m.) and stays open until 6:45 p.m. Tuesday through Friday. Saturday they're open 9 – 6:45. They're closed Sundays and Mondays.

Prime time is the lunch rush when about 300 sandwiches are served.

Cody pours drinks at Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MOWib's had four car hops

In the Old Days, the place had four car hops to handle drive-up orders. If you don't want to eat inside, these days you can go inside to a walk-up window to place your to-go order.

Mallory waits tables at Wib's Barbecue in Jackson MOEvery kid in Jackson must have worked there at one time or another. Many started in high school and continued through college. At least one couple met while working at Wib's and the proposal took place in the parking lot.

Wib's even has a Facebook Fan area with 500 members.

Wib's Drive In, 1204 N. High St., Jackson, MO

Wib's

Full Moon over the Sandia Mountains

Full moon over the Sandia Mountains near Albuquerque, NMWe weren’t able to see the full moon come up from the Lake Okeechobee Scenic Trail (LOST) this month, but we DID get to see it come up over the Sandia Mountains near Albuquerque, NM, as our trip to the Southwest winds down.

We’ll be back in West Palm Beach, FL, Tuesday night.

The Southwest is a beautiful place, particularly to folks who have been in flat Florida for nearly four decades. We’ll be posting plenty of pictures from our travels in the coming days.

Three Rivers Petroglyph Site

It all depends on when you did itThree Rivers Petroglyph Site

  • If it was on the side of a building in your neighborhood, it would be called “tagging.”
  • If it was on the side of a boxcar, it would be called “graffiti.”
  • If it was done over 600 years ago, it’s called a “petroglyph” and there’s a whole site dedicated to them near Tularosa, NM.

We’ll show more pictures when we get back home.

The VLA Is Looking and Listening Deep into Space

Very Large Array antenna

The VLA isn’t your backyard satellite dish

We were on our way to Almagordo from Albuquerque when I spotted a sign saying that the Very Large Array was at Exit 147. What the sign DIDN’T say was that the National Radio Astronomy Observatory was another 60 miles on some fairly lonely roads.

The Very Large Array, one of the world’s premier astronomical radio observatories, consists of 27 radio antennas in a Y-shaped configuration on the Plains of San Agustin fifty miles west of Socorro, New Mexico.

You can get an idea of how large the antennas are by comparing them to the boxcars.

We kept expecting to see Jody Foster or ET

Wife Lila is a space enthusiast, so we rated the side trip as well worthwhile, even if nobody came running out of the labs shouting, “Eureaka!” and being whisked away in black helicopters.

We’ll have more when we get back home.

They Grow Big Pistachios in Alamogordo

How could you NOT pull in and take a tourist-type picture of a monster pistachio at McGinn’s Pistachio Tree Ranch outside Alamogordo, NM?

Lila Steinhoff in front of giant pistachio at McGinn's Pistachio Ranch outside Alamogordo NM

This is what vacation travel is all about

We pulled in to take a quick picture, but we left with a bag of pistachio brittle and some other tourist stuff. The big nut sucked in a couple of nuts.

We’ll write about real stuff we saw when we get back home.