I know I live in small town America.
When the favorite place to eat-out for the kids, as well as most of our neighbors, is..
A Local Gas Station.
Yes, fuel for the car, and then treats for the family.
It is the best place to eat in this small town.
A place where phrases such as these are common:
Did they run out of strawberry milk?
Are you going to eat those pickles?
Dad, could we get more onion rings?
With full bellies, the little gang is now ready to tackle a sunny Saturday afternoon.
If we lived in a big city, we could certainly find fancier places to eat.
But I would not trade the slower pace of a non-urban area for any of that.
A pace that promotes family time.
If you need us, meet us at the gas station.
You'll leave content.
In more ways than one.
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