Yesterday’s blue sky was simply too inviting to ignore. While the temperature was just a little cold for much in the way of outdoor activity, the day was perfect for getting out of the house and scouting out a lunch spot south of the border.
We have a soft spot for The Dutchman, a quaint hometown cafe in the center of the sleepy, little community of Montague, but we pulled up to see a “Closed Monday” sign hanging in the window.
Not ready to call it quits, we continued south along a 2-lane road toward the larger California town of Weed…to another of our favorite local cafes. The view of Mount Shasta was irresistible, and by the time I finished taking photos, Reg had (patiently) worked up quite an appetite.
On a good day, 14,000 foot Mount Shasta is visible for miles in Northern California and from some spots of Southern Oregon, but yesterday’s clear view was a rare wintertime treat.
Reg and I had the chance to ketchup with a favorite childhood memory today when the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile hauledbuns into town. I hate to say it, but we relished the idea of reacquainting ourselves with such an iconic symbol from our baby boomer childhoods.
The two Hotdoggers who pilot this deli delight on wheels shared some fun facts with us. Just sink your teeth into this: The Wienermobile measures, 60 hot dogs long, from front to back. It’s 18 hot dogs wide, and 24 hot dogs tall. Now that’s a lot of weenies!
The Wienermobile is equipped with four passenger seats located behind the driver seat and the seat in the shotbun position. Let me be frank, driving this thing is no picnic! The teams of Hotdoggers who canvas the country spend three weeks at Hot Dog High, a boot camp where driving and parking skills are put to the test. They also beef up their knowledge of Oscar Mayer products.
And who can forget that deliciously popular “I Wish I Were an Oscar Mayer Wiener” song that premiered on television in 1965? Sometimes dreams really do come true!