Slide into your boots, strap on your spurs and mosey on down to this year’s winner, The Range Café. Oh, and make sure you wear your extra-loose chaps before bellying up to one of their massive plates of huevos rancheros with blue corn tortillas and white cheddar cheese, not to mention a generous helping of chile. Yee haw!
Everyone knows that green chile has a bite. What Alibi readers know, though, is that when it gets folded into a hot, fresh flour tortilla with some yellow cheese and scrambled eggs, and it’s passed to you by a blue-kerchiefed employee at a drive-thru window, it really becomes something to celebrate.
Judging a flapjack isn’t rocket science. You just know when they’re good. Short stacks, tall stacks, butter-soaked, syrup-sopped–it’s Weck’s “scratch-made” buttermilks that crack the code every time. With seven Albuquerque locations to choose from, it won’t be hard to get your fix.
When it comes to breakfast fare, waffles are the belle of the ball. Gussied up with sweet cream butter, maple syrup and the ripest of fruits, it's the Belgian beauty of Gold Street that all the ladies and gents want to get with. Don’t forget a side of their savory red chile bacon!
2) Le Peep
3) The Egg and I
The eggs that are served up at Weck’s get a standing, er... ovation from our readers. Order them sunny side up, scrambled, omeletized or snuggled into a burrito. The day is off to a good start if you’re heading to Weck’s for huevos.
Most marvelous cured pig meat, all glory, laud and honor we render unto thee. And magnify your name by slathering you with honey and red chile glazings. And here lies our source, where Gold Avenue and Third doth meet. Forever and evermore, amen.
Don’t croque, madame. Instead you can choose Grove pancakes with fresh fruit and crème fraîche. Or try the bowl of oatmeal with cinnamon, brown sugar, dried fruit and almonds. Good for your heart—better than the pig meat, anyway—and good for the tastebuds.
3) Java Joe’s
The points racked up on your Frequent Flyer card prove your devotion to Satellite Coffee. You can hardly go a day without a London fog, green tea latte or classic cup of perfectly percolated drip. And maybe a scone. Just this once.
Everything on the Grove’s menu is worth crawling out of bed for, even on a Sunday. But our favorite item? The croque madame. Here’s a tip for the meat-averse: The Grove is perfectly happy to sub out that ham for some thick slices of avocado.
Grandma knows how to do it right. Bring a gargantuan appetite with you when you visit this South Broadway favorite, because you can easily get your calories for a whole week with just a little dough.
Those crisp-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside browns are the ingredient that send Frontier burritos into the upper echelons of gastronomic heaven. They aren’t bad on the side, either.
There was an era when you could order breakfast at the Frontier any old time you pleased, from the early afternoon to 3 a.m. Sadly, those days are gone, but there’s nothing stopping us from having a plate of their thick flapjacks or huevos rancheros for a hearty supper, and Alibi readers appreciate it.
3) Cocina Azul
Did you wake up this morning with a splitting headache and a deep-seated hatred of life itself? Or did you never actually go to sleep last night? Either way, go ahead and join the bleary-eyed hordes at Frontier and gulp down a plate of carne adovada while sitting across from a massive portrait of John Wayne. It may not cure your hangover, but at least you won’t suffer alone.
First there was that failed Ponzi sheme. Then you backpacked Europe. Now you’re plum broke. But too broke for a pipin’ hot breakfast on the town? No, man, no. You go to Mannie’s for the $3.75 biscuits and gravy, or the $5.50 pile up, and feel like a king.