My trunk has seen more takeout boxes than luggage, and Ohio is the state that keeps convincing me this is a perfectly reasonable lifestyle choice.
If a tiny town has one great restaurant, I will happily turn a “quick drive” into a full-blown food mission with zero regrets and extra napkins.
I learned this the hard way when I once detoured for a single slice of pie, then “accidentally” planned the next day around coming back for the same slice…