I left my heart in Shamokin Dam Pennsylvania

      On the drive home from DC (see previous post for recap) Hucke and I pass a BBQ place on top of a hill overlooking the highway and landscape in Pennsylvania. Here's the sequence of events as we drive past:

HUCKE: "Damn, that place has got to be good..."
ME: "Yeah up on a hill, that's crazy..."
(5-10 seconds of silence)
ME: "We should probably eat there..."
HUCKE: "I was about to say, I'm hungry we should have stopped there"
(U-turn in the middle of the road)

      To clarify, the town is actually called Shamokin Dam (say it out load with a hick accent), I kid you not. We drive up the hill to Skeeter's pit BBQ walk in and order. Hucke got the pulled pork platter and I ordered ribs with baked beans, coleslaw, and corn bread. We filled our empty stomachs and watched the ice float down the river below. Thanks Shamokin Dam, Pennsylvania...

I loved the place so much I bought a shirt