Here's the only sentence that mattered:
Obama took down a half slab of ribs on his own. No leftovers.
"No leftovers." Arthur Bryant's is the Vatican of barbeque. It was the only restaurant in the Kansas City area that was integrated during the era of segregation -- because Arthur couldn't keep the white folks out. A visit to Bryant's should be treated on the same plane as a High Mass at St. Peter's in Rome: You come in respect, partake and leave nothing behind but fond memories.
Your’s is an insightful comment and I agree in the 50s everyone went to Bryants in the daytime. See my memories at post 30.