A few days ago I received a comment about an old post I did about Travel Lodge motels. The commenter made mention of Stuckey's. When I saw this ad I knew I needed to post it for her.
Stuckey's, for me, will always mean pralines. Not the best pralines, but worth the stop.
Let's hear it for the old days of driving across the country: odd motels, privately owned gas stations, and coffee shops that were always a crap shoot, so to speak.
(SOURCE: Sunset, July 1969)
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