Old West Cafe, Sanger, Texas

WHERE THE OLD WEST CAFE BEGINS

By Ellen "EJ" Sackett

It's just after 6 a.m., and the door has just opened at The Old West Cafe in Sanger, Texas. Already three white pick-up trucks are parked in front with customers awaiting breakfast. This is a typical morning for the owners. Mark is hidden behind the scenes in the kitchen, and Carolyn, his wife, is starting her day in Denton at their sister restaurant by the same name.

The wait staff is ready. The coffee flows first, and the orders are taken. More customers dribble in, young and old, and soon the place is filled with the clatter of plates and the chatter of conversation. Some come in jeans, others in cam-o, all hungry, all anticipating what will likely be their best and biggest meal of the day. One can only hope.

Before long, heavy, overloaded plates arrive at the tables, stacked as many as three and four deep up the waitress' arms. Eggs, bacon and grits; three-egg omelets stuffed with sausage, veggies and cheese; pancakes stacked high; burritos with a side of homemade salsa and iron skillet dishes with everything including the kitchen sink. The menu items are cleverly named to conjure images of the wild, wild west. There's the Alamo, The Indian, The Bandit, The Gunslinger. The Warrior omelet, made with grilled chicken, "might make you squat with yer spurs on" and the Texan, made with your choice of sausage, ham or bacon, onion and bell pepper, and three kinds of cheese will make you "hold on to your boot straps." Hold on, little doggie! This is what you call a real breakfast.

"Can I getcha anything, hon?"

I put in my order and point to my coffee cup. The waitress is back to fill it in a jif. I reach for a packet of Sweet 'n' Low next to the sugar across the table. My elbow sticks to the surface as the varnish has been wiped down so many times, it's soft. A voice from my childhood reminds me this is not a horse's stable. I adjust my posture, shake the contents of the package in my mug and take a sip.

My bowl of steamy oatmeal, raisins and brown sugar arrives with side of fruit from a jar. As I eat, I observe in awe as a stout young man wearing a cowboy hat devours a burrito half the size of a football. I wonder how it can be done, although I doubt his eyes are bigger than his stomach. Sure enough, by the time he finishes, he's eaten the whole thing, plus a generous side of crispy hashbrowns with ketchup along with it.

At the next table, a young mother in pink sweats lean over to pick up her toddler's sippy cup off the dark-stained cement floor. A middle-aged couple sit at the table in the corner, holding their hands in silent prayer. Behind them on the recycled tin-lined wall, a wooden plaque reads, "Now that my kids are teenagers, I know why some animals eat their young." Across the room an old-timer with stubble for a beard sits by himself. He smiles a toothless grin at his pony-tailed waitress, who calls him by his name, which I can't quite catch. Hanging on to her arm, he says something that makes her laugh as she slides his check between the salt and pepper shakers.

I catch her eye as she leaves his table and ask her for his ticket. She nods and retraces her steps, whisking it out from under his nose before he has a chance to notice. I feel like I've won a prize--today's pay-it-forward recipient--and head to the cashier's counter to pay up. I'll be gone before the gentleman notices I've left.

Before long, the place will be revving up for the lunch crowd in addition to serving its all-day breakfast. The restaurant has built a steady stream of loyal customers in twelve years. These are good folks who don't mind paying a fair price for home-style cookin' and service that rivals any five-star restaurant. They know a good deal. Despite the economy, business is holding its own. In fact, another location is on its way in Grapevine, and if the Sanger and Denton locations are any indication, soon-to-be regulars will find their way to it as well.

So where does the Old West Cafe end? There's no telling how far it'll go or for how long. But God willing, the Old West Cafe will continue 'til the cows come home.

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Old West Cafe
711 W. 5th Street, Sanger, TX (940) 458-7358
Hours: Monday through Saturday, 6 a.m. to 2 p.m., Sunday, 7 a.m. to 2 p.m.

1020 Dallas Drive, Denton (940) 382-8220
Hours: Monday through Saturday, 6 a.m. to 2 p.m., Sunday, 7 a.m. to 2 p.m.

600-A W. Northwest Hwy., Grapevine
Hours: Monday through Saturday, 6 a.m. to 2 p.m., Sunday, 7 a.m. to 2 p.m.

 www.oldwestcafe.us

Crickles and Co., Corinth, Texas

MAKE IT CRICKLELIOUS!

by Ellen "EJ" Sackett

If it weren't for a Facebook post from a friend who lives on the opposite side of Dallas from me, I would have never known about Crickles and Company, a yummy breakfast place, right in my own backyard. It's funny I never heard of Crickles before. There's not many restaurants in Corinth, Texas, and I know them all. Or so I thought.

But there's a good reason why this particular one missed my radar. Crickles and Co. subleases space in another restaurant, NY Sub Hub, in a strip mall off of Swisher Road, and is only in operation from 6:30 to 10 a.m. Only a free-standing easel in front helps to entice potenial customers, and since this is not a heavily trafficked area in the morning, Crickles must rely largely on advertising and word of mouth.

There's not a lot of atmosphere given that the location is a sub shop, but the good food makes up for the decor. For a to-go-style joint, the breakfast menu was surprisingly extensive. It was hard to choose between the many breakfast taco combinations, which all use eggs and cheddar cheese as their basis. The Breakfast Taco Baskets also come with Rosemary Potatoes and homemade salsa. If you're hungrier, you can create your own ommelette from thirteen ingredients, or if you just want something light to take on the road, the breakfast croissants and sandwiches will do the trick. Pancake and French toast lovers can slather syrup to their heart's content here too.

I had a South of the Border Burrito without the sausage. The flour tortilla containing egg, cheese, potato, onion, and tomatoes arrived hot, wrapped in foil. For the price, I was disappointed in its size but not the flavor. It came with a side of the salsa, and the owner presented me with a taste of warm peaches and cream. Made with canned peach slices, the idea was better than the execution.

Still hungry, I went back for little extra something sweet. I was torn between the Sticky Bun and the Cinnamon Roll, tempting me on the counter. I went with the roll, covered with a cream cheese frosting, which melted into the pastry once warmed in the microwave--making it a truly sinful breakfast dessert. I was told by the owner that her daughter is the baker, who has culinary training and has worked at such fine dining restaurants as Craft Restaurant in the W Hotel and The French Room at the Adolphus Hotel in Dallas.

A glance at the Crickles website gave me more insight. Sweets and pastries are their specialty, and in addition to the menu choices, they also offer cheesecakes, cookies, layer cakes, pies and cobbles, as well as squares and bars.

Crickles and Co. also caters. Some suggested themed meals are: a barbecue buffet, a gameday spread, an Italian feast, a Mexican fiesta and a Texas Chili buffet. Within each theme are a variety of main course options and side dishes as well as desserts.

If you're hungry and are on your way north from Dallas to Oklahoma during the early hours, or if you are headed south to Dallas on your morning commute, consider taking the time to exit Swisher Road for a bite at Crickles and Co. It's worth going a little out of your way.

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Crickles and Co.
4271 FM 2181, Suite 308 (Off of Swisher Road in the Albertson's Shopping Area near Radio Shack)
Corinth, TX
Breakfast Served Monday through Saturday, 6:30 a.m. to 10 p.m.
(214) 476-2568
(940) 497-2530