So this afternoon, we were driving down the same highway for about four hours and our stomachs started to rumble. I had my heart set on going to Cracker Barrel, namely so I could play the golf-tee-peg-jump-thing game. But we accidentally overshot the Barrel. Then I asked my GPS where I could get barbecue (my other craving). It pointed us in the direction of
K&J Rib Shack, a little ways off the highway.

We get there and couldn't even pull in the parking lot because it was full! This place was definitely home grown. The decorations were fanciful, with sharpie-ed icons of fries and ribs pics all over the outside and inside.
Right out front was the grill cooking ribs and chicken. Here's a picture of the chef spraying them down with a "secret sauce."

The owner was just the sweetest little lady. She was super smiley and man, there was true southern hospitality!
We downed some center-cut ribs, chicken, fried okra, and fried corn. And headed down the same highway for another four hours...
...but with bellies filled to the brim.