Not seeing anything else interesting, I turned around and drove by again. There was a small shack, no big sign but lots of smoke and miscellaneous oddities strewn around the building. Either this was a redneck junkyard, or the signs of some authentic down home barbecue. I pulled in. Walking through the front door, it took my eyes a minute to adjust to the cluttered, dim interior. The wood walls and counter gave a comfortably worn feeling that made you immediately feel at home. I looked the menu over, and since I was short on time, ordered a rib plate to go. The kitchen is directly behind the counter and open to view, so I was able to watch as my order was prepared. I wandered past the few inside tables and out the side door, which opens to a dirt courtyard complete with picnic tables for outdoor dining:
There was a campfire burning in the middle, and if I had the time to linger it would have been the perfect way to enjoy my meal, which by now was ready.
Captain Stan was evidently not around during my visit, but judging from the country meets island flavor of his place, he's a real character. According to their website, he also leads guided gator and wild boar hunts in the area. As a side note: they have a bar as well as restaurant and several other reviews have said it can get loud and rowdy on some nights and weekends. When I went it was just a small,quiet lunch crowd, enjoying some great barbecue.