Restaurants & Bars

Roadrunner Cafe, Kingman AZ

Hombre | May 14, 200806:58 AM

After three days in Vegas we were more than ready to go, so we headed back to Phoenix early the last day. (We’d planned on breakfast at Bouchon but had had a disappointing meal there our first evening.)

On the way home we decided to drive through the old part of Kingman, and happened on the Roadrunner Café. Doesn’t look like much on the outside, but we felt better as soon as we walked through the door. It’s small and clean, and looks and smells and sounds like an Arizona café ought to.

The place was packed with locals on a Tuesday morning, and the waitress knew their names. We were just “honey” and “sweetie.” I can’t say that the food was outrageously delicious, but it was good and honest, the eggs were cooked a perfect over-easy, and there wasn’t a spot of grease on my plate. My wife asked for her omelet well done and her toast untoasted, and that’s what she got. We played the little triangle peg game (there on the table) that tests your IQ and were reminded that we are not geniuses.

The people next to us were discussing how many cans of chili to store under the bed, “just in case” (28 cans is the answer). My wife visited the ladies room on the way out, so I held her purse as I went outside to snap some pics. A grizzled, recently wakened man glanced at me as he went in and said, “nice purse,” in his best Tommy Lee Jones voice.

Every word of this is true, but I felt like I was in that Tom Waits poem (Nirvana) about a perfect café, and honestly, I just wanted to stay there. If you’re headed back from Vegas to Phoenix on the road, skip the buffet and give it a try.

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