But new friends and adventures await. And on this most recent trip, we decided to search out sustenance roughly halfway between Fort Smith and Oklahoma City. That brought us to Checotah, a burg that calls itself the "steer wrestling capital of the world." I knew I wouldn't mind a piece of steer or any other beef by that point... the three of us were very hungry.
Urbanspoon consult brought up a bevy of Mexican eateries and this one... June's Restaurant. Located along Broadway in the diminutive downtown, June's is housed in a building that dates back to 1901. Under its striped awning and through a double doored vestibule, country-style tables and booths sprawl out under a low ceiling. At the back of the building, twin stairs lead to a kitchen on the left and restrooms on the right.
Oklahoma Tourism page raved about June's Restaurant's chicken fried steak, and it looked pretty decent there (hey, OK Tourism folks, you might like the photos to come!) so I knew that was what I was going to get... at least, until I looked at the menu and saw the admonition "Love, Peace and Chicken Grease." Hold the phone. Chicken?
Yeah, chicken. And not just chicken. Chicken and more chicken and chicken and even spaghetti. Um, all right. Grav and I started to debate whether northwest Arkansas food culture had spread this far, and whether the family was of Italian descent, thinking of the Tontitown settlers. Fried pickles were also in evidence, but that's because fried pickles are awesome, and who could restrict Mr. Austin's fine creation to the borders of our own state.
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And eventually, Grav did decide to go with the chicken and fries. It seemed simple and small. It was neither.
This is what he got.
It was epic.
Hunter was already into her corndog and fries by this point... which I'm sharing with you because maybe you have a kid and you might want to see the size of the portion, too. This made her happy, as did dipping her fries in Grav's honey mustard.
A shoe-sized slab of country fried steak leaned on a pile of mashed
Seems June's has been around. Our waitress mentioned that the current owner's had the place for around 25 years, and before that it'd been in the family for who knows how long. In fact, no one we talked with really knew how old the restaurant was, though I suspect it's in the 40 year range. Another visit, when we're not traveling across the state, we'll drop in again and find out.
I will say, the food was very, very heavy, and though Hunter downed her corndog with ease, neither Grav or I could finish our plates. To-go boxes were provided, and once we managed to nook and cranny Hunter into the packed backseat we hit the road again.
June's is definitely worth a look-in. I was sad there was no room for dessert, and next time will likely get the Grilled Chicken Salad and ask them to substitute that really, really good boneless fried chicken on top. You'll find it north of Interstate 40 off exit 265 on the west side of the road in the downtown area.
June's Restaurant123 S Broadway
Checotah, OK 74426