We had breakfast at the Gold Rush Cafe in downtown Padukah. I had a scotch egg and it was pretty good. The waitress said the miners used to eat them. It took us a minute to realize she meant coal miners.
They have a quilt museum downtown which hosts one of the largest quilting conventions in the country. The river was up 50 feet so the levee gates were closed. It seemed like it was doing pretty well for a small midwest town, but obviously struggling just the same. Hang in there Padukah.
We stopped at a Duluth Trading west of St. Louis for a break, then shared a little 5-minute pizza across the way. An hour east of KC it was just starting to get dark. It was so cloudy that we couldn't really see the sun going down, just the light slowly fading. As we were driving, out of the clouds comes a B2 bomber, a few thousand feet up. It sweeps across the interstate, then disappears back into the clouds. Cool.
We had dinner at Joes BBQ in Kansas City. This location of Joes was in the south end of town, and with one pump was technically a gas station. Since it was sort of a neighborhood, maybe this was a zoning issue, and the gas station was already there? We were lucky to get a parking space then started to wait in line. The lady behind us let us know this wasn't really busy because the line wasn't out the door. Even Heather liked the burnt ends, and the sliced brisket was exceptional. The ribs were a little hammy for my taste, but were still very good, right off the bone without being too mushy or dry. After dinner and some coffee we pressed on a couple hours farther down the road to sleep in Manhattan KS.
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