After an epic 26 hours of being awake in order to fly from Manchester to Las Vegas (via Philadelphia), we crawled in to bed at The Galaxy Hotel on Dean Martin Drive in downtown and tried desperately to get some sleep.
When that evaded us, we stuck the TV on and caught an episode of Diners, Drive Ins and Dives on Food Network. We LOVE the show and have watched so many over the years. However, we had never quite managed to be in the vicinity of any of their featured eateries during our roadtrips. Until now.
By matter of sheer luck (which was needed after a string of delays and lost bags), we watched a segment about The Coffee Cup Cafe in Boulder City, Nevada, and googled it in the vain hope that it might be just down the road. It was. In fact, it was a mere 30 min drive from Las Vegas and, incredibly, we were due to drive right past it on our way to our lodgings in Santa Fe that evening.
Boulder City is the complete antithesis of Las Vegas. It has really old world charm and a beautiful Main Street with Mom and Pop stores and, catching our eyes with its huge signage, the family owned and world famous, The Coffee Cup Cafe, positioned right in the centre of Boulder.
The decor outside is all state's plates and quirky vintage signs, with surf boards and a host of other embellishments attached the exterior walls. Inside is no different. The minute you walk in, your senses are hit by the smell of coffee and eggs, bacon and toast, and, dare I say it, chilli. This was my kind of place.
the vibrant interior of CCC
Service was immediate and seating was swift and efficient. We ordered coffees, which were promptly delivered in branded mugs and instantly filled with half and half. We left Vegas at 7am and I am not to be conversed with until, at least, my second cup of the day. What can I say? I ain't a morning person.
A proper sized coffee mug!
I ordered the famous Pork Chilli Verde Omelette (as featured the previous evening on Triple D) and Les opted for meatloaf, 2 eggs and home fries. It's difficult to know just what to say about it other than Oh! My Lord! It was absolutely fantastic. Just enough spice for an early Sunday morning breakfast and the most tender, fall apart pork that I've had.
Les asked to taste, which resulted in me giving him some serious side eye while I carried on shovelling the cheesy, eggy concoction into my chops. I eventually relented because, you know, I'm not a monster. Plus, I was on my second coffee by then and was sitting in a Nevada institution with the sun burning the tarmac outside and the anticipation of a 9 hour drive along Route 66 and the desert, to get to beautiful Santa Fe. In short, I was happy.
Soooo much to choose from
At a very reasonably priced $24 for two large breakfast plates, accompanied by a choice of white, brown, rye or sourdough toast, and 2 mugs of coffee, we were entirely satisfied with everything about The Coffee Cup Cafe; its fabulous food and its gracious and welcoming South Western charm.
I can't believe I've lived for 38 years and never tasted this before