Some meals just feed you. Others stop you mid-bite, make you set your fork down, and quietly rearrange everything you thought you knew about food.
I have pulled off a highway for a plate of chicken-fried steak in a town so small it barely shows up on a map.
I have also stood in a parking lot at sunrise with a gas station coffee waiting for a pit to open like it was some kind of religious experience. Both times, completely worth it…