Tag: Ride to Eat

Road Food Perfection – Hillbilly Hotdogs in Lesage, West Virginia

Road Food Perfection – Hillbilly Hotdogs in Lesage, West Virginia

While cruising along the Ohio River on my way to Point Pleasant, West Virginia, I made a pit stop at the glorious Hillbilly Hotdogs. If you’re ever in the area, don’t miss it!

Previously, I posted about a postcard from my friend Chris after his visit to Hillbilly Hotdogs. Seeing the place with my own eyes and enjoying the experience first hand was somethin’ else. I’ll tell you what, this place is a trip!

At first, I couldn’t quite figure out where and how to actually order something. The place is so jampacked full of stuff, it takes a minute to get your bearings.

I dined next at the picnic table next to the toilet seat. How many times in your life can you say you’ve done that? Since it looked like a horseshoe, I thought it might bring me luck.

I recall Chris saying that he waited online for something like an hour to get his food when he was there on a weekend. As you can see from the photo below – lunchtime on a random Tuesday in September is the time to stop in. There was only 1 couple in front of me.

This weddin’ chapel seems perfect to me. Perhaps because Kenny and I got married in a bar by an ordained minister named Catfish.

And this… this was my lunch. The Strictly Business dog, hold the onions. Coleslaw, jalapenos, fried spam, shredded cheese, mustard, and a deep-fried weenie. The good luck toilet seat must’ve worked since I didn’t get heartburn or any other stomach distress from eating it. A Christmas miracle.


Hillbilly Hot Dogs
6951 Ohio River Rd.
Lesage, WV

Will Ride for Diners

Will Ride for Diners

One of my favorite simple pleasures is to hop on my motorcycle, ride to a diner and eat some grub. Breakfast is always a winner, even at dinnertime. Here in the northeast, we’ve got some terrific olde tyme diners. I especially like diner cars with swivel stools where I can eat at the counter. Bonus points for vintage signage and a waitress who calls me “hon.”

Do you have many diners scattered around where you live?

Here are some of the places I’ve bellied up to the counter:

Al’s Diner
14 Yelle St
Chicopee, MA 01013

The Cutchogue Diner
27850 Main Rd
Cutchogue, NY 11935

The Winsted Diner
496 Main St
Winsted, CT 06098

Main Street Diner
40 W Main St
Plainville, CT 06062

West Taghkanik Diner
1016 Rt 82
Ancram, NY 12502

Red Rose Diner
526 Main St
Towanda, PA 18848

Martindale Chief Diner
1000 NY-23
Craryville, NY 12521

Wellsboro Diner
19 Main St
Wellsboro, PA 16901

Collin’s Diner
53 Main St
Canaan, CT 06018

For whatever reason, I don’t recall which diner this is. You’d think that the lady from the ships bow might jog my memory but no such luck. My best guess is that it was somewhere in NY state, maybe near Red Hook? Anyone recognize it?

Chelsea Royal Diner
487 Marlboro Rd
West Brattleboro, VT 05301

Moody’s Diner
1885 Atlantic Hwy
Waldoboro, ME 04572

A1 Diner
3 Bridge St
Gardiner, ME 04345

Blog Challenge: Ride to Eat Mom & Pop Style

Blog Challenge: Ride to Eat Mom & Pop Style

fuzzygalore blog challenegeOver on my Facebook page, I posted a photo of my bike at a Cracker Barrel restaurant. I was questioning whether or not it was worth my while to stop there ever again after being served the saddest stack of lightly burned blueberry pancakes.

For many Cracker Barrel is just another name in the chain-storification of America. Cracker Barrel seems to divide people into Love Its and Hate Its.

A few commenters made very good points noting that when you’re out on the road there are a million mom and pop eateries whose survival relies on the travelers that come waltzing through their doors.  And they were right.

And So – Here’s a Challenge for You:

Head out there on your bike and stop for a bite to eat in a non-chain eatery. Maybe try a diner, a restaurant, a roadside stand, a food truck – any place that is owned by a little guy just tryin’ to make a go of it. Then, if you liked it – head on back to your blog, your Facebook page, Twitter, Instagram of however you communicate with the world at large and tell us about it! Don’t forget to leave me a link to your post below!

Did you happen to incorporate some good riding or a great road into the trip? We’d love to hear about that too.

Happy Riding. And Eating!

Ride To Eat: Chelsea Royal Diner – Brattleboro, VT

Ride To Eat: Chelsea Royal Diner – Brattleboro, VT

Sometimes just picking a place to stop for lunch is enough inspiration to thread a route together. The Chelsea Royal Diner on Route 9 in Brattleboro, Vermont is one such place.

Tigers at the Chelsea Royal Diner

chelsea royal diner sign brattleboro vermontThe modified 1938 Worcester diner will draw you in with it’s lovely facade. Not to mention their wonderful neon sign. Once inside, you get the feeling it has been well-used, well-loved over the years.

As we sat enjoying our lunch, we heard the waitresses talking to dining locals about their families and the comings and goings of the area. And then with the same smile, they chit-chatted with us out-of-towners, happy to make recommendations on which pie and ice cream we might consider for desert.

If you manage to keep the sugar-coma at bay after shoveling a Tollhouse Cookie Sundae in to your face (::cough:cough::) you’ll find yourself within a stones throw of some lovely New England riding.

But if you find the post-dessert sugarcrash too much, you could scoot up the road on Route 9 and rest for a few at the Hogback Mountain Gift Shop which has an overlook. They say it treats you to 100 miles of view on a good day.

Ride. Eat. Take in the view. Ride. Perfection.

The Chelsea Royal Diner
487 Marlboro Rd
Brattleboro, VT 05301

The view from Hogback Mountain:

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RTE: Will Ride for Kane’s Donuts

RTE: Will Ride for Kane’s Donuts

When the alarm clock sounded it’s horrible racket at 4:30 on Saturday morning, what would normally be met with an all encompassing desire to smash it into a million pieces – was instead greeted with my feet flying out from under the covers and onto the floor.

On this day? On this day… there would be donuts.

There was an image burned into my brain some time last year: Round neon in tones of pink and yellow, shining ever so donut-y. Kane’s Donuts, it said. But, it may as well say Heaven.

Kanes Donuts

In this day and age if you’re a mom & pop shop that has been in business since 1955 – you’re probably doing something right. But, there was only one way to find out just how right.

kanes donuts patio sign

Between the gorgeous neon and the promise of their drool-worthy menu Kane’s Donuts was beckoning me. Come,… ride your motorcycle to enjoy maximum donutocity.

I made it to Saugus, Massachusetts by 10am. When I pulled in to the parking lot the patio tables were full. When I walked inside 12 or so people stood on line in front of me. A good sign, indeed.

The racks were full of so many delicious looking creations, it could prove difficult to pick which one would be my winner. But truth be told, I’m pretty simple in the donut department. My eyes zeroed in on the red velvet. A classic.

Red Velvet Donut - Kanes Donuts

As I sauntered outside, a group was just getting up to leave so I parked myself at the newly free table and watched the steady stream of traffic go in and out.

Donut, sweet donut. You were worth the ride.

Kanes Donuts in my Givi Box

It only seemed right that I bring a few donuts home for my family. I reckoned it would have been cruel to not share the O-shaped bliss. So, I ordered a half dozen more and carefully strapped them in my Givi box. With a small prayer said, I closed the lid.

Kanes Donuts in my Givi Box

I figured the worst case scenario is that they would have to be eaten with a spoon when I got home. Much to my surprise they survived the trip! The pastry fairies were looking out for me.

In Case You Were Wondering

I asked my Facebook friends just how many donuts I was allowed to eat if I rode nearly 300 miles to get them. My favorite answer was an equation:

# of  Donuts = Mileage / 10

There you have it. It’s science.


Kane’s Donuts
120 Lincoln Avenue
Saugus, MA 01906

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