CUPP’S DRIVE-INN (Waco, Texas)
A friend and I stopped here for a quick breakfast on our way through town and felt as though we’d fallen through a rabbit hole and tumbled back through time into a small town, Depression-Era cafe. We loved it–everything from the creaky screen door and the time-worn booths and decor to the two sleepy teenagers waiting tables and a multitude of handwritten, fluorescent signs reminding patrons that Cupp’s does NOT accept credit or debit cards. (Obviously, since they hadn’t been invented yet!) I believe if John Steinbeck were to have passed through Waco 70 years ago he would have felt very inspired by this lil’ cafe.
My unassuming (read: thin) cheese and bacon omelet with wheat toast was surprisingly delicious! You can see the cook cracking the eggs as soon as she receives the orders, so definitely no bulk containers of old liquid eggs lying around. I’m sure a liberal dose of butter had something to do with the melt-in-your-mouth texture of the breakfast, so health freaks beware. The prices leap ahead a few years, but not that many, and the experience itself is priceless for a taste of true, old school Americana