Between my house in Charlotte, North Carolina and my parents’ house in The Villages, Florida are a whole lot of places to stop for lunch and hardly any at all. There are a plethora of McDonalds followed by a good number of Burger Kings, Wendy’s, and Toxic Hells. A handful of Subways and Arby’s, the occasional Chick-Fil-A, and one Zaxby’s. These same choices repeated themselves when my parents lived in Ohio, minus…