Being an outsider who has resided in Springfield a brief 5 years I review establishments without the bias that can occur when a firm is a large part of one’s life experiences.
Casper’s is “quaint,” in the manner I define the subjective-in-nature term but I have experienced quainter quaint in many other locales across the USA.
However, in regards to the general locale of the firm, the quaint applies and can be an attractor to some while being a negative aspect for others.
I have tried their fare several times during the period of my local residing in my shanty a few minutes drive from Casper’s. I give credit to the firm that parking has never been problematic with ample room to park.
There was always ample seating room. That may be true to my tendency to shun food firms during the rushes at typical vittles eating times.
The Foo Kee Chinese buffet departed the planet awhile back.
The sagging economy was surely a partial reason and perhaps the rent for the larger-than-needed building and its prime spot on a major thoroughfare eased the passing of the mighty-fine food I devoured there when it was open.
The building sat empty for several months.
Then, abruptly, looming upon the horizon I saw the new sign.
“American Buffet” the letters shouted out to me and everybody else who bothered to look away from the mobile electronic device their grasping paws were clutching and absorbing all their minute brainpower and awareness of self and surroundings; even many of the disgusting creatures driving their vehicles.
With immense sadness I drove past the new food provider in the building once housing the lamented Foo Kee.
Various economic and physical restrictions required my not pulling into the parking lot, prancing in and partaking of the vittles awaiting.
New to the “trucking game” and it was time to eat. Unsure where to eat; knowing that the presence of the BIG rigs often only meant there was room to park, not that it was a place with good or even merely edible food.
The truck stop was small, an older place, nothing special in appearance.
Inside, the local gals, several rather elderly, were kind and pleasant and recommended the fried chicken dinner.