Road trips were supposed to be about the destination. Turns out, sometimes they were about the sandwich.
Somewhere in Michigan, I found a place where roast beef wasn’t just another menu item. It was the reason people happily added miles to their drive. The kind of spot that made you say, “Wait… we’re stopping here?” and five minutes later you understood exactly why.
It didn’t look dramatic. No neon lights screaming for attention, no over-the-top gimmicks…