![]() ![]() we explained what had happened and the guy told us again that we’d have to move. As soon as we sat down, another “waiter” showed up and told us we’d have to move, as the tables were for six, or more only. The only other people in the room, were a young mother and aand infany, who were just leaving. We followed aa short way further back to a nice well lit room with several tables. We asked the “waiter” if we might have a place with a little more light. The place was busy, but by no means packed. After that he took us back to a pair of really crappy seats at a tiny little dark table. We joked about our bald heads being solar panels. We asked the jolly, bald guy at the reception podium if it was alright to take photos. We drove out to Tortilla Flat and came into your restaurant for breakfast. My wife and i are in Apache Junction visiting my mother. Open year round for breakfast, lunch and dinner.The interior of this building, too, is blanketed in dollar bills. The old motel, which is located right next to the saloon, now houses a gift shop and post office. The owners attempted to resurrect the motel in 2001 but were turned down by the Forest Service. The buildings have since been restored to their Old West grandeur, but the motel is no longer in operation. It operated until 1987 when a fire swept through the town, pretty much destroying everything in its path. In an effort to attract more tourists, Tortilla Flat owners Virgil Phelps and Joe Gondek built a small hotel in 1948. Tourists, mail carriers and other travelers frequented the stop throughout the 1930s. The roadway became known as the Apache Trail, and Tortilla Flat served as a popular stagecoach stop for freight haulers. Shortly after the turn of the 20th century, the Yavapai Trail was turned into a freight road for the construction of Roosevelt Dam.
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