Gates Bar-B-Q - Present

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There are six Gates Bar-B-Q restaurants scattered throughout the Kansas City area. They are easily marked by their unique red roof design and sauce bottles with the "man in full tuxedo top hat" logo. Customers are greeted almost as soon as they walk through the doors with the question, "Hi, may I help you?". After the order is taken, the cashier then screams the order to the cook, indicating whether or not the meal is "to stay". The restaurant says its staff is trained at Gates College of Bar-B-Que Knowledge, better known as Rib Tech. The Gates Bar-B-Q headquarters are located at 4621 Paseo.

Since 1983, Gates has attempted with limited success, distribution efforts of their famous sauce across the country. In those markets within close proximity to the Kansas City metropolitan area, Gates' sauces maintain a substantial market share. Gates' distribution area has been severely limited due to high transportation costs. A number of determined former Kansas Citians around the country have had some limited success in persuading their local Walmart Supercenters to carry Gates Bar-B-Cue Sauce, citing its availability in Kansas City area Walmart locations.

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