There’s a small 15 store truck stop chain called Sapp Bros, identifiable by the big neon trimmed old style coffee pot sign at every location. When I was on the road more than I am now, and found myself in the midwest
more often (mainly I-80) I’d make sure to end my shift or run out of hours
near a Sapp Bros if at all possible. They are all clean and friendly , and the food is not bad at all, but my favorite was the one in Peru. Ill. off the 80. I appreciated how all the Sapp stores keep the riff raff out, because when I’m on the road, I don’t need trouble to bump into me. It’s a family atmosphere also, kind of nice when you’re 2000 miles away from yours, heading the other way.
On the other hand, there’s a seedy old flyblown truck stop that’s seen better days on the north side of I-40 in Tucumcari, NM. I pulled in with 45,000 pounds of refrigerated Japanese beer behind me one bitter, icy night just before they closed the freeway all the way to Amarillo. I figured New Mexico, Mexican food on the menu , how could I lose? By ordering it and trying to eat it, that’s how. Then paying for it. I’ve had alot of junk that tried to be Mexican food but failed, but I’ve never had any that tried to taste like this stuff did. It was unrecognizeable and unfoodlike. I can’t remember the name to avoid, but Tucumcari is only one offramp big, and there’s only one truck stop. You have been warned.