Phillip 66

I happened by here on my way to Second Helpings, and it didn’t look like anything special from the outside, but once I got inside, I was impressed by how clean and neat it was. Not cluttered, not dingy, not any of the adjectives I associate with downtown gas stations. The coffee bar offered multiple kinds of coffee, creamers and sweeteners. I chose half and half, white sugar (It came shooting out of a machine! Never seen that before!) and French Roast coffee. It was fresh, hot and delicious. The man at the register was personable, complimenting my necklace and patiently listening when I told him where I’d gotten it. I complimented the cleanliness of the store and said I’d be back, and he replied that if I become a regular, every once in a while he’ll buy me a coffee. So my stop at a gas station to get a cup o’ Joe ended up brightening my day, to my surprise.