Doing the Cave Creek thing. We all have. Cowboys, rodeos, bikers...you know you have. We just wanted some simple breakfast. This place had the most cars in town. And the town is like two blocks large. We had some plans for the day so wanted easy in and out. Place was, um, dingy, felt like I was somewhere in Pennsylvania where dairy farmers rule. Decor from the 70s, peeling paper, stained brown carpet on the floor. Newspapers piled on a microwave in the corner. Are you following? It's a local joint. The food was cooked like any diner food. The services was good. Everyone knew everyone and there were plenty of well-off Cave Creekers there eating. Would I go back? Sure. Would I bring a date? Heck, no. The Boulder's Grill better choice for that.