Alex's Coffee Shop

Yep...this place set you waaaaay back. To about 1965. This is a small town cafe situated in the same building as Alex's Service. In fact, I think they are owned by the same people. But once you see the place, you'll think you've gone back in time.

I was looking for a yard sale when I stumbled onto this place. I was hungry, so I dropped in for breakfast. I would have fit in better if i was driving a 1965 Oldsmobile Delta 88. The service shop is something you'd see on Route 66. But...heck...we're in Arizona City...a small postage stamp of a town between Phoenix and Tucson on Highway 10.

When I went in, the local people were eating. Seemed friendly enough. Sat down at the small cafe counter (the kind that the waitress can walk inside of and be surrounded by patrons with easy access to the kitchen). I ordered the #1 breakfast. Eggs, sausage, hashbrowns and toast. Plus coffee. $8 total plus tip. Usual faire, nothing to write home about....just write to Yelp.

What I did notice was that I was certainly not a local. They looked me over like I was a direct descendent of Roswell and Area 51. I ate my breakfast mostly in peace, but had to  chime in when one old fella was having a discussion about chickens and how he's never heard of 10 chickens laying 12 eggs in one day. I said it's possible because they could have twins. In fact, two eggs look alike, don't they?? No chuckles from the stares I got. Must have thought I was either right or they were simply confused about my out-of-town smarts. Oh well...sip my coffee.

When I left, the gal that served me came out to the parking lot to watch me leave. Like she was worried I was somebody...like the state health department.

Well, let me tell ya, lady. I liked the breakfast and I like the atmosphere. I'm just a guy getting a good meal. And I don't have antennae hidden in my hair.

Good eats.