We have all been told since we were wee little kids that “breakfast is the most important meal of the day.” The need to fill your bottomless pit after seven or eight hours of sleep certainly adds justification to this phrase. Maybe that’s why it is essential to add breakfast at Ham N Eggs in Lewisville to your bucket list.
To set the stage, when visiting Ham N Eggs, you might think it’s pretty wild – pictures and cups have their own unique style. The table clothes have a family picnic feel to them and the classic silverware conveys a sense of 70’s nostalgia. There are no hostesses. You just find an empty seat and someone will bring you your coffee. But remember, you don’t come for the décor. You come for the food.
Their ham steak is what they are famous for – and for good reason. The steak comes out as thick as your index finger, which for a big guy like me is pretty darn thick. I got to take a look as the cook carved enough meat to feed a small village off a huge ham bone. They then slap that sucker on a flat skillet and grill the steak to tender heaven.
If ham is not what you are looking for, try the chicken fried steak. A tender piece of meat, breaded light and smothered in homemade cream gravy. Have a lady friend who is looking for something a little lighter? They offer Eggs Benedict (if you can believe it), migas and a slew of omelet choices. My wife is a particularly big fan of the Eggs Benedict. All really good choices, but like I said, the ham is what really makes the trip worth it. Add some crispy home fries, grits and eggs sunny-side or over-easy, and you have a good start.
Ham N Eggs is known for big portions. With most meals, you get a fresh baked biscuit that I am not kidding is about the size of your head. (A hint: I always take mine home and the wife makes a killer bread pudding from it. I’m just saying.) To top it all off, you have to indulge in one last coronary treat. Order the short stack. I would not even bother with the full stack because like everything at Ham N Eggs, the cakes are bigger than a hubcap on a 1966 Buick. Imagine a normal pancake that you would get at say, IHOP, and magnify it by 20. The stack doesn’t even fit on the plate they serve them on. And the cakes come thick and fluffy with a glob of butter melting down the middle. My advice is to order the stack for the table and let everyone dig in. Then employ my secret strategy by starting at the center and working your way out. The cakes are so thick; syrup seems to dissipate as soon as you pour it.
I would give Ham N Eggs a huge “happy dude” rating. I have to tell you, no offense to all the grandmas out there, but my meal at Ham N Eggs was one of the top five breakfasts I have ever had. And I’m almost old enough to qualify for AARP. So that is saying a lot.