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| - This is the sort of place I envision my exterminator going to in the morning, perhaps for a mid-morning breakfast. The chemical smell is well into his clothes, hair, etc. and the sweat has been dripping, but he goes here for a nice blue collar breakfast. The other patrons had this appearance, and there were quite a few "work trucks" outside in the lot by the restaurant. Don't know why some of those guys need 45 mins or so for breakfast, but oh well.
Looks like mostly regulars, as the server knows them by name & their drink order without having to ask. Oddly enough, or perhaps sadly enough, the tables still have little numbers on them so the server knows which table is which.
I ordered broadly on the menu for breakfast and it was all average, and I was somewhat disappointed by all of the microwave beeping noises that could clearly be heard. Also the TV was a bit loud with The Price Is Right, because my waitress couldn't quite hear the cook hitting his little bell to let her know my breakfast was ready. Few folks with open carry firearms too, and nobody seemed to care. Yep, authentic Arizona place here. Just not for me.
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