December 21st, 2011 by Brian Schwartz – Comments (3)
Ardmore, Oklahoma. 7 AM. The day after Thanksgiving. All the fast-food places along Route 35 were barely getting by. Jimmy’s Egg was full. Full of big burly guys. Beards and overalls, farmers and truckers. Serious eaters. For years I’d wanted to try Jimmy’s in Tulsa, and I figured that if the Ardmore Jimmy’s, with the same menu and management, stood up to this kind of crowd, then the Tulsa branch is well worth a visit.
Jimmy’s Egg was started back in 1980 when Loc Le, a Vietnamese refugee with big ambitions, bought a diner in Oklahoma City. The food was great and business boomed. Now there are over 20 branches in Oklahoma, Texas, Nebraska and Kansas. Diners flock like starlings whenever they see this cheery logo.
Judging from the great breakfast we got at Ardmore (on our way from Dallas back home), those are wise diners. I got an omelette and loved it.
That’s the Paradise Omelette, with bacon, ham, tomato, Monterey Jack and cheddar cheese. Okay, it’s not quite made as a classic French chef would have done it, the eggs are whipped by machine, which is definitely not recommended by the 600 year old French cookbook “Le Menagier de Paris”, which has the first recorded French omelette recipe, a recipe which is almost exactly like the ones French chefs follow today. (Except that whoever wrote that cookbook in 1393 didn’t know to flip the omelette, so the melted cheese was put on top.) But it tasted just fine, and even if it didn’t I wouldn’t have cried, because included in the $6.29 price are grits, which went down just fine with butter and sugar, and also this.
Yes, a lovely plate of little pancakes. These are the sweet potato pancakes. I got the regular kind, poured on lots of syrup, and they were delicious. (If you don’t like grits, you can substitute hash browns or cottage cheese or fruit, and if, sadly for you, you aren’t a fan of pancakes, you can get bread, toast or biscuits and gravy.)
Don’t want an omelette? Get two eggs, sausage patty and home fries for $6. Or, if you don’t like home fries, substitute a bowl of fruit.
These are eggs over easy, and even that 1393 writer would approve. Who wouldn’t?
2521 Veteran’s Blvd, Ardmore (right near I-35)
3948 S. Peoria, Tulsa
open daily 6 AM to 2 PM
Born in NYC, age 0, on my birthday. College in Oxford at age 16. Law School in New Haven, Conn. 6 years travel in Africa and Asia. Haven’t done much lately. Still, I’m the only Tulsa member of the little-known Omega Society. www.theomegasociety.com
I speak enough Chinese to order food not on any English menu. Spanish French Italian too (not fluently but food-ently) My favorite restaurant is Jean-Georges in New York. But those NYC chefs would sell their soul to get the produce available from the farms around Inola.
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