For us, it’s now almost a 30 mile trip. Oh, there is a little closer convenience store at a gas station, but I avoid purchases at such places like the plague. Except when, about 10 years ago, a local charity had a BBQ event going there, outdoors. The chicken was great!
Every now and again, you gotta modify your own “rules”, especially if there’s a worthy cause for doing so.
When we go south, we stop at a place for boiled peanuts. It’s not a gas station, but it’s a private market that has gas at the place 2 doors down. So fill up your gas, and go walk over to the market and get your produce. It’s a neat little place, that we only hit twice a year. On the way to the beach, and on the way home.