the buckboard cafe

I like to get up early on Sunday mornings and take the 60 to the Buckboard Cafe in Superior, Arizona. It's about 30 minutes on the freeway to the highway and then the two-lane into the mountains. The Buckboard is on your right and you can't and shouldn't miss it. I haven't had a better breakfast in years.
At 7:30, the place is busy but not full. Most of the weekend patrons are bikers. That tells you all you need to know. Here is good food and a good ride. If you go there, you'll see that both are right.
Head east out of town and start the climb up the rim. The road winds and curves and it's hard to stay on it because the view is so cool. You climb on up through the Queen Creek Tunnel and keep an eye on the left for the lady who sells jerky next to the old, abandoned box car diner.
Back in Superior, you take a right off the two-lane into the business district. It's deserted. I see a woman and three dogs and then another woman with one dog. Almost all of the businesses are boarded up. The mine up the hill is not productive. The people are gone.
Billy Bob Thornton made a movie here but no one cares to talk about it. Like a double-kicked dog. First the mine, then Hollywood.
I'll be back in Superior next Sunday. I'll order the short stack, eggs and sausage and grab a coffee to go. I'll drive downtown and take a picture. It will be worth a thousand words.