Sam Berman & Sons, LLC at 3871 50th St, Grinnell, IA 50112

Look, I’ll be straight with you—this place is fair, but don’t expect them to hold your hand. Their weighing system is a mess, so if you show up with a jumbled load, don’t be surprised if they lowball you. Here’s how to avoid getting screwed: First, double-check where they want you to unload—half the time, the instructions change, and no one tells you. Second, don’t park on the scales like an idiot. Third, don’t roll in 10 minutes before closing and act shocked when they rush you. Fourth, yeah, the dog’s filthy, but so are you, so leave it alone. Fifth, your ego might take a hit—get over it. And finally, for God’s sake, sort your scrap *before* you get there. They’re busy, and if you waste their time, they’ll waste yours. That said, their roll-off service is solid, and the tank exchanges are decent. All in all, it’s one of the better yards I’ve dealt with—just don’t give them a reason to make your life harder. ---

Scrapping steel isn’t pretty, and most places act like you’re doing *them* a favor by darkening their door. Not Berman’s. These guys? They’re tough—no question—but they don’t treat you like dirt. You walk in, and they talk to you like a person, not some nuisance. No attitude, no side-eye, just straight-up respect. And that’s rare in this business. If you’re hauling scrap, this is the place to go. Hands down. ---

Every time I’ve been here, it’s been a smooth experience. Prices are fair, no hidden crap, no excuses. That’s all you can really ask for in a scrap yard.

We stopped by today just to handle some property cleanup, and honestly, we didn’t expect much. But the way we were treated? Unbelievable. We were following every instruction—putting things where they told us, doing exactly what the owner asked—and suddenly, he’s in our faces, yelling like we’d done something wrong. Accused us of being in the trash? Lady, I’m a 48-year-old grandma raising my granddaughter. Do I *look* like I’m dumpster diving? We asked about rumors upfront, we didn’t argue, we just wanted to get our scrap and go. Instead, we got screamed at and told never to come back. Do your homework before you go somewhere, I guess—but don’t take it out on people who didn’t do a damn thing wrong. ---

I drove 45 minutes with a mixed load, figuring I’d just take what they gave me. But these guys went out of their way—unloaded some of it, reweighed me *three times* to make sure I got the best price. The staff? Friendly, knew their stuff, and didn’t make me feel like a hassle. Not every yard does that. If you’re hauling scrap, this is the kind of place you want. ---