Stopped by the famous Grandpa’s Cheesebarn in Ashland, Ohio.
This little roadside attraction is the mid-point between the extremely long drive between Cleveland, Ohio and Columbus, Ohio.
Nestled close to the scratch-your-balls and very manly Fin, Feather, and Fur – this weird tourist store is a great stopping point for all those weary 1.25 hour travelers.
Today, I grabbed some smoked gouda, steak and onion cheese, mini gummibears and zesty bread and butter pickles.
More importantly, I was served by the man’s man, ladies’ man, man about town…Grandpa himself.
Yep–his namesake, his crib, and hell yeah he’s working the 1940’s cash register for me #likeaboss
Just goes to show you that small town America is still alive and kicking.
BTW-they are building another barn for more “stuff”
Reporting live from QuarryLaneFarms…and Grandpa!