If you can eat, drink and drive at the same time sanely, competently, and responsibly, here's a good'un for your next road trip:
Stop at a rib shack, a 7-11, a gas station, and hit the road. Preferably on a spring day or an autumn night.
Any Turner Pablo is worth checking out, flaws (of which there are many) and all, but this motherfucker just flat out ROCKS, flaws (of which there are many) and all. Sometimed flaws matter, sometime they don't. Here, they don't. Not even a little.
Oh yeah, Lee Allen's on it too. Works for me.