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Probably the collapse of the wine market has something to do with that...

Napa Valley elites look to children to save their crumbling empires while plotting new attractions-

"As Napa Valley struggles with a decline in visitors and evolving consumer habits, some of its most established wineries are increasingly targeting families with children as they work to sustain traffic and revenue."

"More than 90 wineries in Napa now permit children in tasting areas, according to industry groups — a significant departure from long-standing norms that traditionally limited access to adults, according to Food and Wine magazine."

"The shift is increasingly driven by economics as much as culture. Operators are seeking to lower barriers for visitation, particularly for parents who might otherwise avoid winery trips due to childcare constraints, in hopes of boosting both attendance and repeat business."

We have one going in near us. Looking forward to checking it out. This will be the third Florida store.

They're a scene that's for sure.

I stop at them when traveling long distances for the clean bathrooms, large gas pump areas that are super-easily accessible whilst towing my RV, and the cheap ice.

I can get better brisket sammiches at about a hundred other places but yeah, they've got some good snacks.

Buc-Ees was founded here, in the Brazosport area. One of the two founders is from my small town.  Anyways, they’re food has gotten really bland, and expensive. I’m not a fan of the real big ones, I prefer the smaller stores. 

Wife stopped into one on the way home from Houston when I was released from the hospital after major abdominal surgery last fall.  They were so late releasing me after my actual discharge orders, and Houston traffic was so bad exiting, that my pain meds had worn off and they gave me nothing to get home on except a prescription, which couldn't be picked up until we got home.  

We counted on the reliable clean environment and lack of unknowns.  We did not count on the fact she parked at the exact wrong entrance as far as where the bathrooms were located.  I walked what felt like miles with angry savages throwing spears into my torso, although I knew it was actually a relatively short distance and I was just walking extremely slow.  At the urinals I distinctly recall thinking I might not make it back out of there.  I barely made it back out a much closer exit as people near me noticed my paleness and my walking like a 95 year old man and asked me if I was okay.  I collapsed on the curb outside the door and instructed Mrs. DeT to go get the car and bring it there, I wasn't walking back to it.  

In retrospect, in that circumstance I'd have traded a dirtier bathroom for one I didn't have to walk so far to.  I think that's the last time I went in a Buccees.