The gas prices are good, but you’re here for the food. MTO means “made to order,” a process whose genius comes clear as you press buttons on a video terminal dressing your turnpike treat just so. Cilantro sauce on your chicken salad wrap? Don’t mind if I do! Fried onions on your ham, swiss, and honey mustard on pretzel bread? Hey, I’m not made of stone! Best part, besides getting served food just like sci-fi writers once imagined: Sheetz’s food is darn good. Stay away from the coffee, though, which is deadly.