The first time I visited Rods was on my honeymoon as I traveled with my new wife, in late June by VW Bug on old Route 66 in 1970. The motel next door was small and seedy but quaint to two youngsters in love. Back then it was supposed to be home/ranch raised beef and both my wife and I remember it fondly for the great steaks, mine “Charred Rare”, hers “Well Done?” [Yuck]
Since then, maybe fifteen years later we tried to relive the experience and found it to be severely wanting but not awful. Just not good. Apparent change of ownership.
The third time, more recently it was a nightmare. Maybe because the interstate bypassed Williams to the North but the experience made it clear that I won't be taking the Williams off ramp to grab a bite to eat at Rods anymore.
We still cherish the little creamer with the maroon cow on it the owner gave us on our first visit. We just won't be back to rekindle fond memories of those halcyon days of yore.






