I ordered up scrambled eggs, a sausage patty, well-done and crisped hashbrowns, rye toast, coffee. We had noticed an old cemetery on the southern outskirts of town as we drove in the day before, so that’s where we headed. The crust was sooo flakey, even more so than a handmade croissant at a French boulangerie. I can’t remember what I had for the dinner- probably something like a chicken fried steak- but the fruit pie was outstanding. The house specialty is their homemade pie, which is actually homemade- not just some junky canned filling dumped into a shell and baked locally. We had eaten dinner there the night before and it was OK. After all, this cafe is a true hole-in-the-wall place, certainly worthy of a review of their finest breakfast offering. We briefly thought about just bailing out and heading north a number of miles to a small casino for breakfast, but after a bit of rethinking decided to wander around the area some more until opening time. You tend to wake up early in the desert, certainly before 10 am, the opening hour for the cafe. Taken With A Nikon D300 With A Nikon 24 – 85 Wide Angle Zoom Lens At 62 mm. There are a number of them scattered throughout the area, as well as a few very old fire hydrants- some of which are still hooked up to the water system. This large primitive and possibly still functioning hydrant was in the weeds behind the hotel. She later gave a small performance in the latter part of 2013.Īfter unloading the car we got some dinner at the cafe and then spent the rest of the afternoon and evening wandering around looking (gawking if you will) at all manner of things. Her last regular formal show was in February 2012, with her retiring at the age of 88. She fell in love with the place, leased (and later purchased) the entire 280+ acre property, fixing it up as a performance hall for herself. The borax operation eventually ceased and the town fell into disrepair and abandonment until Marta Becket, a former New York dancer and singer, came through in 1967 and saw the abandoned hall. The hotel, cafe and union hall (now the Opera House) were built around 1925 as a part of a small town/village to support a borax processing operation.
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