Showing posts with label Munger Moss Sandwich Shop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Munger Moss Sandwich Shop. Show all posts

Monday, February 2, 2009

DID YOU LOSE SOMETHIN?

A couple of weeks ago CD and I took a little drive east on the old Route 66. We decided to check out the old Munger Moss Sandwich Shop, which is now a bar and eatery called Elbow Inn. It is located outside the old town of Devil's Elbow. We had passed by last summer and the place looked packed with people, and it looked like it was mostly bikers. I don't know if you are aware of this or not but anyplace bikers like to hang out and eat is usually a good sign of a great place to git some good vittles. So we'd been wantin' to go back and try out some of their grub.

I took my camera in with me because I figured a place this old would probably have somethin' interestin' to snap some shot's at. Little did I know.

As we walked in the door out of the bright sunlight I was a little blinded, I still had my sunglasses
on and it was very dark inside. Which brings me to a question that has puzzled me for years. Why are bars so dark on the inside? I've always wondered that. Is it because if they git you in there and if you don't know when it gets dark out you just might spend the night?
But back to my story. As I walk in, I take off the glasses but I stop immediately in the doorway because I still can't see any thing and CD is comin' in behind me and bumps into me and then he's tryin' to get me on in through the door and by now my eyes are adjustin' and I'm startin' to be able to see and I stop. Dead in my tracks. My mouth drops to the floor and then I start laughin'. Loudly.

This is what I saw.













Bras. Bras hangin' from the ceilin'. Lot's of Bras hangin' from the ceilin'.

Evidently this is the thing to do if you are a biker chick. And I mean no disrespect, honestly. It's just somethin' that got started and I guess they can't stop. I mean, there are a lot of bras hangin' in this bar. Maybe 200 plus. Seriously.

I didn't get very good pictures, sorry about that, so you can't tell but each bra has a name on it and the date she pulled it off and they hung 'er up there, the bra not the chick.

There were itty bitty bras and bras with a cup size to be envied and then there were some honkin' big breasted bras. Now, I don't know about you but I think that would have to be mighty uncomfortable, sittin' on the back of a bike, bouncin' down the road with no support when you're a cup size EEE. But I guess they were proud to add their contribution to the cause.

Anywho, the place was great, and the food was delicious. I mean really good. We had the ribs that were prepared with a dry rub and smoked and then you had barbecue sauce you could put on 'em and it was really good. The meal came with fries, coleslaw, beans and Texas toast. We were stuffed.

There were so many neat things to look at besides the bras. I took some pictures while we were waitin' for our food.
This rattlesnake skin was above the juke box. I forgot to ask the waitress if it was locally killed. Good thing I know rattlesnakes don't have ribs or I woulda been worried.

This is a picture of a picture hangin' on the wall. The Munger Moss Sandwich Shop was built around 1929 on the bank of the Big Piney River, it was a favorite stop for motorists travelin' on Route 66. When the highway was realigned through the Hooker cut, in 1946, the Munger Moss moved to Lebanon, MO. The new owners renamed the old buildin', Elbow Inn.


Not a very good picture because of age, but you can kinda see what it looked like way back when.

This must have been when it was operatin' as Munger Moss.

And this is what it looks like now days.



You can see the old steel truss bridge in the background that goes across the Big Piney River and on into Devil's Elbow.

They had the flag hangin' across the road.

This is a beautiful old bridge and I hope you get to come to the Ozarks to see it some day.
Just be sure to stop and check out the sites at the Elbow Inn Bra, I mean Bar, and maybe you'll even want to make a contribution to the cause.
And before you ask, NO I did not make a contribution.
Rebel