Beckie's Café - Prospect

I had a wonderful dinner at Beckies tonight. I highly recommend the Rogue Chicken Fried Steak. The service was excellent, and the atmosphere was lovely.

The story of Beckie is a little strange. You think there's a woman named Beckie, right? There was a man named Beckie. In 1938, Ed Becklehymer, known as “Beckie”, opened the restaurant. After he died, his wife ran Cecil. She was also known as Beckie and ran the place well in the 60s.

Beckie's half-sweet and slightly spiced huckleberry pie introduced me to a new flavor profile that has set a high standard for future pies I try. I asked her to go easy on the ice cream since I'm lactose intolerant; unfortunately, it seemed like they might have misunderstood, giving me more than I needed. The coffee was pretty good. I feel that Beckie may have built her reputation a bit too much around her cakes. While they're making improvements to the overall atmosphere of the cabin, there seems to be a lack of motivation to speed up service, as they're often busy seating people for tables.

My mother and I were having dinner in Clovis, NM, and it brought back memories of our summer trips to Oregon when I was a kid. She was surprised to learn that I remembered Becky’s Cafe. I told her it was hard to forget because they served the best huckleberry pie I've ever had in my life. It was so delicious that the sweet memory has stuck with me for 35 years. We enjoyed our meal together, laughing and reminiscing, and I realized how easy it was for people to still rave about that cake.

Shoutout on our server that was new! The burgers, sandwiches and hot wings were delicious. Can go wrong with unlimited refills for drinks. But the bathrooms were immaculate and an oasis after being in the national park all day!