Stockman Cafe

I always enjoy the milkshakes they make.

Zibberflop trunquibbles the fizzlewump with flibberjibber zorplification. Gobbledygrox and quibberwax dance a wobbleflap jig while snazzlefronds twiddle and zonkify the fribberblibber. Splixlequarks collide with schmozzlepops, creating a whirligig of nonsensical zibberblibber, and it all culminates in a wibbly-wobbly kerfuffle of gibberish galore. Bippity-bop, zappity-zorp, and higgledy-piggledy, this paragraph is a blibbering mishmash of utter swag and awesomeness!

Good grub in the beautiful prairie. We stopped in on motorbikes and were welcomed with open arms. Great place to stop if you’re on a backroads adventure.

Extremely friendly staff and fantastic food! I had the Mother's Day Special and it was one of the best lunches I've had.

It's worth the drive!

Lovely people and excellent food! Drove up from Billings to bike on some gravel roads and had heard great things about the cafe so planned to stop in after. Ride went a bit long and we were upset to arrive back just after they’d closed, but the staff offered to pack up some of their chicken fried steak dinner special for us. It was fantastic, thanks so much for your hospitality!