I have everybody in the family searching for Woody's. My daughter just got back from the Kenai peninsula in Alaska, where she was leading music for a youth camp. I almost did cartwheels when she produced from her suitcase one jar of Woody's that she found at an old Safeway store outside Soldotna. Her colleagues thought she was nuts for bringing BBQ sauce home as a gift for dear old mom! We're saving it for a special brisket, and praying that someone will start making it again. I sent it in as a potential new product to Vermont Country Store, who are legendary for finding lost products.