Some road trips end at a big attraction. Others end at a creaky wooden floor, a warm cinnamon roll, and a wheel of cheddar that has been aging in a cellar under your feet.
Western Massachusetts is full of winding back roads that climb into the foothills of the Berkshires, and one of them leads to a small white building that has been feeding travelers since the 1850s.
The drive alone is half the fun. Route 57 twists past old churches, stone walls, and farm fields that look painted on…