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GRANTS 鈥� Hours into my Route 66 road trip, my best friend Carissa Casaus told me she was exhausted and craving an ice-cold cider before we made our journey back to Albuquerque.

鈥淥K,鈥� I said. 鈥淕oogle something, and I鈥檒l take us to grab a bite before we head back to town.鈥�

Carissa stumbled upon a brewery that sits directly on Route 66 in Grants.

The photos looked promising if somewhat strange, which is exactly what I was hoping for to end our quirky little day trip. Plus, the beers and food were cheap, and as two women in our 20s, we鈥檇 never turn down a quick bite and an affordable brew.

And so we made our way to the Junkyard on 66 Brewery, a veteran-owned bar that has turned a car junkyard into a tourist attraction. 

The bar has been open for 10 years, though it looks like it鈥檚 been around since Route 66 itself opened. Outside is a real junkyard filled with old, battered vehicles 鈥� and in the parking lot is a beautiful vintage car that had Carissa excited for what else was in store.

While we made many interesting stops during our visit, it was that brewery that would stick with me the most. Thanks, Carissa. As usual, everything in my life is better when you鈥檙e in it.

The two of us stumbled into the brewery, which was quiet and smaller than I expected. The tables were made of vintage tailgates, and the walls were decorated with license plates from every state.

But I鈥檓 not much of a car person, so I didn鈥檛 really get all the hype 鈥� not until two Grants residents, married couple Daniel and Rochelle, told us we鈥檇 need to explore more to see the best the brewery had to offer.

In the back of the quaint little bar is an absolutely giant garage that houses vintage cars, car parts and various games. While Carissa oohed and aahed at the vehicles and snapped a plethora of photos, I found myself gobsmacked by the building鈥檚 size.

As I scanned my surroundings, I locked eyes with Maria Salisbury, who helps run the brewery. Salisbury was an absolute sweetheart who quickly served up two $6 beers and two $12 pulled-pork sandwiches before sitting at the bar with us and the two other patrons.

The sandwiches alone were worth the visit; the meat spilled off the buns and was coated with a delectable, not-too-sweet barbecue sauce. The beers were cold and fizzy.

But it was the company that made the visit memorable.

Our little group began chatting like we had known each other for years. The conversation flowed as easily as the beer, and I was overjoyed by the moment of genuine human connection.

Salisbury, who has worked at Junkyard on 66 for over five years, began sharing a story about how visitors from the Czech Republic had stopped by just hours before us. She said the visitors showed her a Czech car magazine that featured the bar as part of its own Route 66 celebration.

Interactions like that led Salisbury to work at the bar after she鈥檇 visited the brewery years ago and fell in love with the place, she said.

鈥淲e came in as customers, and I just thought, 鈥榃ow, this would be such a chill place,鈥欌�� Salisbury said. 鈥淚t鈥檚 given me a lot of amazing encounters with so many different people.鈥�

The encounters are especially unique because Junkyard on 66 is part of , a collective that allows its members to park their RVs overnight with no camping fees. Salisbury said that has brought in people from across the nation 鈥� and the world 鈥� to their little brewery.

Junkyard on 66 is officially one of the top 10 stops off Interstate 40 through Harvest Hosts, she added.

Salisbury serves visitors from across the globe, and said language barriers have made her an expert in body language. Joy and happiness, though, are something she can easily translate.

鈥淲e have amazing guests,鈥� she said. 鈥淢en and women come in, and the first thing people say is, 鈥業t reminds me of my uncle鈥檚 garage or my grandpa鈥檚 garage.鈥� I just love to see the genuine excitement that our guests get.鈥�

For those traveling Route 66, Salisbury had this advice: Don鈥檛 count out the little towns and local businesses. I could not agree more.

鈥淪top and smell the roses,鈥� she said. 鈥淒on鈥檛 be in such a hurry to get into the next big town. There鈥檚 more beauty in the small towns.鈥�

Full and content, Carissa and I began our journey home. We chatted about how much joy and fun we鈥檇 found at Junkyard on 66 Brewery. The kindness, openness and tenacity of the folks in that bar will live on with me for quite some time.

While there is much to fear in the world, people and experiences like this really remind you that we are all just people searching for joy and kindness.

Nakayla McClelland covers crime and breaking news. Reach her at nmcclelland@abqjournal.com or at 505-823-3857.