I didn’t have high expectations when it came to the cuisine of Frankfort. Frankly, the last thing I was expecting to find was a Cajun and Creole diner in the middle of winter in this small city. I was completely blown away.
The atmosphere is very quaint an cozy. The walls are littered with various memorabilia that give the diner a unique charm. The diner has been a staple of Frankfort since it was built in 1943 and to this day is the oldest operating restaurant in the city.
Rick is a classically trained chef that has may years of experience preparing food including a stint in the Navy in the 1960s.
We had hot cakes and bacon for breakfast. It is hard to imagine how this seemingly common meal could be worth writing about. I suppose you will have to take my word for it.
For desert, we ordered Beignets. One bite, and I was immediately taken back to my time in New Orleans sitting in the muggy summer under the striped green tent of Cafe Du Monde drinking a Cafe Au Lait and getting powdered sugar all over my clothes while a trumpet player busks in the sidewalk.
Rick’s White Light Diner is a hidden gem in so many ways. Thank you Rick for such a wonderful treat.