Brother Phil and I decided that we were going to celebrate his return to somewhat normalcy, after the Covid scare, and his bout with cancer. So we opened up Google, and found the Hub Package Store, on one of the backstreets of Mountain Grove. I wouldn't say that it was in the seedy part of town, if there is such a place in this hamlet of the Ozarks. It's actually located down the road from The Richard Brothers Supermarket (see related review on their Biggerns). As we approached the doors of the Hub, we found that they were locked. There was a sign stating that in-store purchases will resume on the 28th of May, just in time for the huge Memorial day weekend! How convenient. But not for us. We were directed to pull up to the take out window. Hmmm, a take out window, at a liquor store, and we in a car. Something doesn't sound right about that. Now here's the problem with that set up. Have you ever gone to McDonald's and ordered fries with your burger? You order 2 bags of fries, cause you know that the minute they hand those things through the window, you're into them, and before you can make it a mile down the road, one of those orders of fries is gone. So you can see our dilemma. Anyway, we cruise around back and come to this smallish barred window. A nice lady slides the window open and we exchange pleasantries. I explain that I'm from California, and I've never heard of a package store, let alone a liquor store drive up window. Back where I come from I tell her, you can buy booze at the local middle school! Of course I'm being facetious, you have to get it at a high school, but you can see that I am out of my element in this part of the country. I told the nice lady that we'd like a pint of whiskey for Phil, an a 6 pak of Miller (no chance in hell that they'd have Genuine Draft, my daughter has to special order it in Franklin TN, so it would be highly unlikely that a small town in Missouri would carry it.) I told her no need to bag it, we'll drink it here. After I apologized for that old joke, the Hub lady filled our order. As we were about to leave, I thanked her, but mentioned, I do have a serious question for you. She said "of course Honey" so I asked, since you have to pass all the liquor through this window, how do you shove the kegs through? At that point she was done with this Californian. Quick Tip: Beers aren't fries, so save the fries till you get home. Did I mention that the Police station is just up the street? read more