I spent 5 years in Western Kansas. Loved the state and loved the people but hardly had a good meal that I didn’t fix myself. They did cook good steaks tho.
Spent some summers in a little wide spot in the road west of Osborne, Kansas, riding on a combine with my boyfriend during the long days of harvest. Not too much in western Kansas but wind, wheat and comfort food fixed at home. Females grew up learning to cook for threshers. Don’t recall that we ever went out to eat and never had anything out of a can or from a mix.
Just good folks and the salt of the earth.