"Since 1981, this Pinecrest diner on US1 has been a place for inner-children to stable their imaginary horses and pretend back pain doesn’t exist. Cattle horns crown dark private booths, saddles adorn paneled walls, and servers greet you by name. Wagons West is basically a small Cracker Barrel with local flair, friendly service, and much better food. We like the massive Wagons West steak benedict—two poached eggs drenched in hollandaise are served on top of an 8 oz skirt steak with onions, tomatoes, and crispy potatoes. You’d half-expect a cartoon bird to land on your shoulder and whistle “Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah" while you eat it. There’s nowhere else like Wagons West in Miami, which is what makes it the perfect spot to sip bottomless coffee while you avoid your adult responsibilities." - Virginia Otazo
