FOODIES

The day after cousin Tracy and Jeff’s wedding shower, we all met up at Lonesome Spur for breakfast. Cousin Tracy’s friend Lynn joined us also.

For those of you who don’t know, Lonesome Spur is located in the town of Justin, the boot capital of Texas. It’s the home of — yep, you got it — Justin boots. The discount warehouse was right next the restaurant. We actually saw it on the drive up and I got very excited. That is, until I found out that they’re closed on Sundays. Such is my luck. Ugh.

I guess we’ll just have to make another trip back.

The food at Lonesome Spur actually wasn’t bad and the menu prices were quite reasonable. I wouldn’t mind eating there again.

Brian had the Justin scramble, which is the exact same thing he gets at every breakfast joint or diner that we go to whether or not it is on the menu.

Donna had an omelet.

David had chicken fried steak, which doesn’t really look as impressive as other chicken fried steaks that I’ve seen or eaten.

It looks like cousin Tracy had a bigger chicken fried steak. Hmmm?

I ordered the cowboy omelet minus the veggies. The only thing I had them leave were the tomatoes. So basically it just had ham, sausage, bacon and tomato. LOL.

I really liked the extra crispy hashbrowns. That was a good call by cousin Tracy.

Here’s our group at breakfast. I can’t wait to go back. Not so much to eat, but I want to go boot shopping. I heard you can get some really good deals from the Justin discount warehouse.

I discovered a new breakfast place!

Oldwest Cafe was our stop in Denton, Texas. We couldn’t find a place to park at first and there was a fifteen to twenty minute wait for a table. I’m glad we stuck around though, because the food was great.

I found out about Oldwest Cafe through my Urbanspoon app. It had really good reviews. Out of 243 customer reviews, it had a 99% approval rating. I figured 240 Urbanspoon users can’t possibly be wrong so it was a safe bet. The fact that it was just down the street from our hotel was an added bonus.

This is a picture of my yummy hot chocolate.

This is David’s breakfast. Our server gave me an option of bacon, sausage or ham. I asked for bacon automatically because that’s what I always get. When they brought David’s plate out and I saw the huge slice of ham, I immediately realized that I made the wrong choice. LOL.

Brian ordered the “bandit,” which is exactly what he gets at every breakfast joint. He usually has to piece the meal together from side items listed on the menu. At Oldwest Cafe, they have at of those things that Brian gets as a menu item.

I had two eggs, hashbrowns, two slices of bacon and a side of French toast. It was yummy but, I must admit, I had ham envy. LOL.

Cousin Tracy invited us over for brunch this morning. I was in complete awe of everything, including the dining table that was set up all fancy. She is simply amazing. She’s like Martha Stewart minus the criminal record. LOL.

She served us mixed fruit and breakfast casserole made with chicken taquitos.

Oh, and we also had some yummy cinnamon swirl bread/cake.

Everything was delicious. Although, I think my favorite part of brunch this morning was the mimosa. It just starts your day off right. LOL.

We ate at Cracker Barrel on the way down to Houston and then again on the way back to Wichita. Don’t ask me why. It was Jenni’s idea. She was the one with the Cracker Barrel cravings.

Brian wanted to eat a Whataburger, since we don’t have one in Kansas. He didn’t get his way, though. I wanted to eat at a Chick-fil-A on the way home, but I missed the exit as we were debating where to go for food.

Jenni insisted on going somewhere with sauteed onions. So we ended up at a Cracker Barrel. Not really exciting. I do like Cracker Barrel, though, because you can satisfy both your food and shopping cravings. Mom ended up buying a large jar of apple butter. Yum.

Brian and I discovered a great breakfast place while we were in Dallas. We actually drove by it on our way to lunch on Saturday and then I looked it up on my Yelp app and it had really high marks. So Brian and I decided that we would eat breakfast there (instead of the hotel breakfast buffet) the next morning before heading back to Wichita. I am really glad we checked it out because the food was surprisingly good. The Egg and I reminds me of The Good Egg here in town.

The restaurant is locally owned and operated, or so the sign on their door says.

Brian and I got there around 8:30 AM and we were one of the first few tables. By 9:00 AM, however, there wasn’t an empty table in sight. I would guess it’s a pretty popular place.

There seemed to be a lot of regulars because the servers seemed to have really great rapport with the customers. They acted very casual and familiar, particularly with this one fella who sat at a booth near us. They’d even sit across from him and chat. Yes, I was being nosy. They were far enough away that I couldn’t eavesdrop on their conversations, though. =P

I had the breakfast special for the day: chicken florentine skillet. Why? Because I love spinach. It was a great choice too because it was very good. The portion was quite generous and I got full half-way through it. I had to restrain myself so I didn’t make a happy plate and end up over-eating, as I have a tendency to do when I think something is delicious.

I even surprised myself at the amount of self-control I demonstrated.

Brian got biscuits and gravy and sausage and fried egg and country potatoes, which is pretty much what he gets everywhere that breakfast is served. He combines everything together to make some sort of breakfast gumbo. It looks quite disgusting, but he thinks it’s absolutely delicious. Who am I to judge?

I figured that none of you would believe that I left food on my plate (because I’m such a pig) so I took a picture to prove it. This is what was left of my chicken florentine skillet when I decided I could not have another bite.

I would have ate it all too, had it not been for the fact that I had to miss my Saturday and Sunday workouts because of our Dallas road trip. LOL.

I look forward to eating there again on our next trip to Dallas. Maybe for the upcoming Pacquiao vs. Margarito boxing match? We’ll see…