Everyone in our Kansas City office talked about what they heard of Q39, but no one has been. It's time to make them jealous. This was worth the 45 minute wait. Be warned service will be a little abrupt at peak times, out of sheer necessity. This place gets packed. And loud. Atmosphere is a little too open and unpadded for meaningful conversation.But for those drawbacks, the food has every answer. I'll start with the Q because that's where everything starts here. The ribs are perfection. Slow smoked to a deep pink, fall-off-the-bone, juicy, meaty perfection. They're done in the perfect amount of the perfect sauce. I'm using that word a lot and you'll see more of it. I chose beans as my side and glad I did. Don't bother with anything else. They are even perfecter than the meat. The burnt ends and the smokiness and something entirely indescribable create a mystical aura. Ask for a spoon or just lick the bowl. The apple cole slaw is an amazing taste experience. You don't even realize that the word "apple" refers to actual apples, that's how well the taste blends. Not that I need to say more, but for reference the weakest part of the meal was the cornbread, and I have not a negative word to say about it.Get the picture? Good. See you here.