Karen's Little Café

Great café with a genuinely happy, welcoming vibe. The team was accommodating about my gluten restriction and modified the vegetarian burrito for me, and it turned out delicious. My husband ordered the corned beef hash and said it was excellent. Highly recommended.

Great café with a genuinely happy, welcoming vibe. The team was accommodating about my gluten restriction and modified the vegetarian burrito for me, and it turned out delicious. My husband ordered the corned beef hash and said it was excellent. Highly recommended.

I wandered into Karen’s Little Cafe expecting a modest breakfast and left convinced Karen might be some kind of culinary sorceress. Let’s talk about the 1/2 order of biscuits and gravy—and by “1/2 order,” I assume Karen means “half the size of a carb-based asteroid.” Fluffy, buttery biscuits were smothered in creamy, peppery gravy that whispered sweet Southern nothings to my soul. I’m still dreaming about it. My cardiologist probably is too. Then came the corned beef hash with 4 eggs—yes, FOUR eggs, because I live dangerously. The hash was crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and clearly made with real love, or possibly black magic. The eggs were cooked exactly how I ordered them, which almost never happens. Either Karen has telepathic abilities, or she actually listens to orders. Revolutionary! The staff was friendly, the coffee was strong enough to raise the dead, and the whole place has that cozy, lived-in charm that says, “Yes, we will feed you until you question your life choices in the best way possible.” If you haven’t been to Karen’s Little Cafe, fix your life and go. But wear stretchy pants—you’ve been warned.

I wandered into Karen’s Little Cafe expecting a modest breakfast and left convinced Karen might be some kind of culinary sorceress. Let’s talk about the 1/2 order of biscuits and gravy—and by “1/2 order,” I assume Karen means “half the size of a carb-based asteroid.” Fluffy, buttery biscuits were smothered in creamy, peppery gravy that whispered sweet Southern nothings to my soul. I’m still dreaming about it. My cardiologist probably is too. Then came the corned beef hash with 4 eggs—yes, FOUR eggs, because I live dangerously. The hash was crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and clearly made with real love, or possibly black magic. The eggs were cooked exactly how I ordered them, which almost never happens. Either Karen has telepathic abilities, or she actually listens to orders. Revolutionary! The staff was friendly, the coffee was strong enough to raise the dead, and the whole place has that cozy, lived-in charm that says, “Yes, we will feed you until you question your life choices in the best way possible.” If you haven’t been to Karen’s Little Cafe, fix your life and go. But wear stretchy pants—you’ve been warned.

We were greeted with a super friendly staff and great service. I didn't even know this part of Lincoln and found this little gem and decided to get some lunch with my mom. She got a nice BLTA sandwich with order of fries and macaroni salad and she finished almost all of it. I opted for a cheeseburger and fries and was full with just the fries. The refills on drinks were on point and they were there for anything you needed and very attentive. Such a nice local place. Cash only right now so be prepared.