I have lived in Arizona for many, many years now but I had never eaten at the Rock Springs Cafe just 50 miles north of Phoenix. I've driven by many times but never have stopped even though its reputation for good food and delicious pies is well known around these parts. Since my sister lives in Prescott Valley and I live in Phoenix, we decided that this was about half-way for both of us so we decided to meet there this last Friday.
The cafe is full of western charm and despite how open this dining room looks when I snapped the photo, it is one very, very busy place. By the time we left, there were people waiting in a long line for tables. My sister warned that we should get there early to beat the crowds, so we did.
Out in back of the cafe, there is quite a lot to see and this sign will help you find your way.
And, there really is a spring and it's full of rocks so it's easy to see where this place got its name.
My sister and her husband were happy to pose for the typical tourist shot for me. Thank you Judy and Chet.
If you are like me and keep driving by but never stop, I recommend that you pause for a while. If you don't have time for a meal, take home a delicious pie.