We were headed west on I44 from St. Louis, hungry and looking for anything that wasn't big business fast food. We gave up while passing St. Clair and headed for a Subway. One wrong turn later and we realized we were at the bottom of a hill in a small shopping area with the possibility of finding a local hangout. A moment later we were intrigued by a sign proclaiming Gibby's, the home of the Gibby. Hunger + a Gibby (whatever that was) might be a good thing. Well, we settled into a moderate sized restaurant with a bar to one side with a friendly, motherly waitress and a menu that explained that a Gibbyburger was 1 1/2 pounds (family sized?, monster sized?) of meat with other stuff. Pass, but with remorse.
There were a number of interesting burgers on the menu and pizzas too. I settled on a mushroom burger with Provel cheese (never heard of it, but it appeared several times in the menu. Turns out it's a mixture of cheddar, Swiss, and provolone and it's characteristic of St. Louis style pizza. My burger was tasty, with what might have been 1/2 pound of flavorful beef in an atypical elongated shape on a bias cut Hoagie bun, sort of tender crumbly with the mushroom-Provel combo adding juiciness. I enjoyed it and worked at a standard issue French fry accompaniment.
The restaurant offered 4 or 5 fish specials on this Friday, and my wife, wanting a smallish lunch, ordered a fish sandwich instead of fish and chips. She was surprised when she still got fries with her fish and even more surprised when the price ($6.50 on the chalk board) was honored in the check. At this point in my life as an occasional roadside gourmand, fries have to be more than ordinary to be worth the calories and the effort. In our lunch, the burger was interesting and satisfying, the fish and fries ordinary. I'd try the pizza or another burger if I returned, and at least would want a picture of a Gibbyburger. Oh, and Provel seemed nice as a topping cheese, integrating itself into my burger. You might need a GPS or some instructions to find Gibby's. Like so many local joints, it's just enough off the highway to not merit (or afford) notice in one of those blue highway signs. But exploring the small towns of America is worth it. You never know what you might find.
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