The Scioto Ribber

I ate dinner at The Scioto Ribber in Portsmouth, Ohio this
week. As you can see, I ordered Ribber fries, beans and
country ribs, based on the recommendation of my hotel
clerk. Everyone I talked to the next day said, "Man, you
shoulda had a steak. They have the best steaks." I saw the
steaks. Most of my canoes are smaller than those steaks. I
have slept on hotels mattresses thinner than those steaks.
The country ribs were each the size of a steak. I ate them
all, of course, and I still regret doing so. I cannot wait to
eat there again. I'll order a steak and the ribs.

Five 6-foot long smokers, and two log
splitters to to keep the wood coming. Now
that is my kinda restaurant.