Meat and Three and Ten Dollars’ Worth of Regular
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I can imagine the horror on many people's faces @ the idea of getting lunch/ dinner @ some grungy looking gas station. But growing up in the south, & having a lot of experience traveling all over the south by car, I can really appreciate this.
These type of places are everywhere. You will have to mingle with some interesting local clientele, but if you can get past the rough facade, you can really find some true gems.
It's easy to pass them up without giving it a second thought. It can be a risk, & sometimes you'll get burnt. But if you have a little sense of adventure, it can pay off big time.
When I was traveling a lot for an old job all around the south, it became a game of mine to try and find the best side of the road food I could. If I resorted to chain fast food on my way home, I considered it a failure.
This article really captures the energy of these type of establishments. And to be fair, it doesn't have to be a gas station . Tons of fantastic BBQ or 'meat & threes' are sprinkiled all over if you keep your eyes peeled.
I had some really great meals, & got a nice dose of culture along the way.
Good thing is often they will have a tin of beans on the shelf for sale and some hot sauce, so I never went hungry.
Also really nice folk literally 100% of the time. You won't find that in the cities.
Bonus note - i'm a foreigner and it never made any difference, I was always treated the same as everyone else.
In my experience these folks are nice 100% of the time, unless you're the wrong color, religion, and/or sexual orientation.
I’ve has the opposite. I grew up in the south as an underrepresented minority and I found the gas station / food shack food culture to be really inclusive and taking orders from anyone who had money.
Granted, I grew up after the civil rights act, so it was probably different under segregation.
I’ve only ever experienced “we don’t serve your kind around here” on tv and movies.
My great grandparents and I would occasionally drive out to these places to enjoy a traditional Sunday roast, with little door-ways, a thatched roof and a wall filled with Sheffield steal / horse shoes / plates / other collectables. There we could trade old stories and enjoyed traditional English food to the point of becoming food comatose.
A tip to the serving staff wasn't expected, but it wast customary to give notes and tell the staff to keep the change. Often the food was so cheap that leaving the change didn't make much of a difference.
Instead large multi-national petroleum companies seem to be turning their branded stations into quasi-restaurants and cafes.
These have always existed on highways (truck-stops), but now I am seeing them all over the inner-city and suburban areas.
https://www.caltex.com.au/thefoodary https://www.instagram.com/thefoodary/
*Caltex is a petroleum brand name of Chevron Corporation
I had a oil refinery client in the Louisiana swamp (Port Barre to be exact). They bought some software and I was there to train them and do the config. When it came time for lunch someone suggested Exxon. I asked if the Exxon refinery had an exceptional cafeteria or something, they clarified that it was the Exxon gas station up the road. We went and there I sat enjoying the best Cajun meal I have had to this day.
Yes. This is the spot in Luca mentioned.[1] Nearest Wal-Mart Supercenter, #714, is less than 10 miles west. Two more about 20 miles east. That's why there are so few small grocery stores in those tiny towns.
[1] https://www.google.com/maps/@34.4526085,-90.4791913,3a,33.8y...
The groceries and "main street businesses" shuttered one-by-one as the Supercenter's bargain-basement prices claimed more business, despite the absence of public transportation in that little Delta town. Today the options are Walmart, the last regional-chain grocery store in the shopping center next to Walmart, or the dollar stores that regularly sprout up along the main thoroughfares in the area. The latter only carry freezer items, canned goods, milk and eggs--no fresh produce, except for the bananas, apples, and oranges next to the register if you're lucky.
The place continues to be a food desert, but this article really hits home. I've been to 50% of the places mentioned, and many more besides. The best fried chicken is always found in gas stations.
It usually means the food is cooked in large portions throughout the day and served in single portions.
Fun side effect, many in my large southern city are now owned and operated by Chinese and Vietnamese families. It’s neat seeing a southern tradition carried on by a new set of people. Reminds me of how many Mexican restaurants in Manhattan in 2000 were run by Chinese families.