Daniel Todd
Google
Mama’s Daughters’ Diner – Where Work Trucks and Good Taste Collide
When I travel for work, I steer clear of sad room service eggs and $40 conference hotel buffets that come with all the charm of a TSA checkpoint. Instead, I hunt for a proper diner—someplace where the coffee is strong, the food is hearty, and the biscuits don’t come with a linen napkin. Mama’s Daughters’ Diner delivered all that and more.
In Texas, if there’s brisket or chicken fried steak on the menu, I take that as a sign from the universe. I ordered the #1 Texas Sized Breakfast—two eggs, hash browns (because I’m not a grits guy), biscuits (because toast is for the weak), and a glorious slab of chicken fried steak. It was $13.25, but honestly, I would have paid double and still felt like I robbed the place.
Add a bottomless mug of coffee and you’re set for a full day of meetings, emails, and pretending to listen on Zoom.
Now, I wanted to follow it up with a slice of coconut cream pie, or maybe some peach cobbler, but I held off. Mostly because I didn’t want the judgy look from my coworker who “wasn’t that hungry” and ordered oatmeal (snooze). Next time, I’m going rogue and getting a fried pie. Life’s too short for restraint.
Pro tip: the moment I saw the parking lot packed with work trucks, I knew we were in for a good meal. That’s the unofficial Michelin star of the South.
Mama’s isn’t some lone roadside gem either—they’ve got a few locations around Dallas, including this one tucked into what they optimistically call the “Design District,” which is actually just code for “light industrial with Instagram potential.”
Bottom line? Skip the fancy hotel buffet. Head to Mama’s. Your stomach (and your wallet) will thank you.