Deming. A jewel in the southwestern New Mexico desert. About nine miles east down a lonesome desert road you’re liable to stumble upon a small compound of buildings with an old, delapidated windmill outside.
Unassuming and seemingly miles from anywhere, most folks wouldn’t look at it twice. But this is no ordinary farm or ranch. Step inside and you’re greeted by an army of stuffed animals and other oddities guarding the entrance.
Is this a museum? Well, not exactly. This is the Adobe Deli steakhouse and saloon. You’ll be hard pressed to find a better steak west of the Pecos. T-bones the size of man hole covers. Ribeyes, thick and juicy. French onion soup, a cheesy concoction that’ll warm you down to your boots and put a spring in your step. Folks come from miles around to sample the fare. Step up to the bar and have a beer with the regulars at the liars corner.
The Adobe Deli is a little hard to find, but well worth looking for.