We had breakfast with Elvis this morning.
Maybe he's not your iconic cowboy but you never know in the Texas Hill Country...
The first time I saw him at the Red Rooster, he was on this red-draped stage in the back room.
And now he's front-of-the-house by the main-drag window, next to a 6' Santa and 12' red Christmas tree. With a strategically located pink Cadillac bench for fans.
Looking on the other side of the room, the unique antique HE'S NOT HERE coffee and soda-shop bar is clothed in coin and papered in Washingtons. A fine place to enjoy a cappuccino. Which I did, smooth and delicious and I won't need a nap until next week.
You gotta love a place that will serve you the lunch special at 9:30am. The Red Rooster isn't normal, in that way and others. Elvis, for example. And the Coffee Bean brothers and Big Boy. Plus a full-sized exotic antelope in the window, moose head on the wall and twin throne chairs for sale in the seating area.
Don't get me wrong, the Rooster is full of locals breakfasting here more for the food and value than the setting, but it doesn't hurt to be entertained before your first cup of coffee, as long as you're sure you're not still dreaming.
I've had the Red Rooster's buttermilk pancakes with pecans and would happily have them again. And they'd happily serve them to me for dinner if I wanted since they view their mission as giving customers what they want and more.
Some day I'll get around to trying other lunch and dinner entrees. And maybe sooner than some day, the Coconut Cream Pie. I've been thinking of proposing a newspaper article about the best coconut pies in the Hill Country...after I lose the five pounds from my last article.
But don't you wait until you lose five pounds to try the Red Rooster in New Braunfels. The next time you need a lift, get yourself some Red Rooster. And say Hi to Elvis for me.
UPDATE: Red Rooster Cafe closed in 2012.
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