We used this as just an overnight stay on the way to Junction City. It's just south of Redding, and it was still nice and sunny and warm here, about 81 degrees. The small park was a nicely treed place behind the Subway Sandwich shop in a small town. We went to a Taco Bell for dinner and the staff were all excited about the new double taco for 89 cents. One at a time, they would come over and ask us how it tasted because none of them had tried it yet. It was typical Taco Bell food, but we didn't feel like cooking after being on the road for 8 hours!
Kind of reminded me of the kid working in the kitchen at the Cowboy Cafe in Roswell, New Mexico. This is a small cafe run as a hobby by a guy who likes to keep busy in his retirement. He bakes all the pies that they sell there, and they are really tasty. Anyway, the first day we went there, we get asked the usual question about where we're from (we can't help it if we sound like Yankees, we were just on our way south and hadn't developed the suthun' drawl yet).
So awhile later, out comes the (obviously) dishwasher kid, Tyler, who is about 17 years old. We figured he was the dishwasher because he had on blue rubber gloves to his elbows. Anyway, he does his best impersonation of a waiter and asks us how everything was. It was rather incongruous with the rubber gloves. So we said it was great. And then he blurts out, "oh, darn, they were right. You guys don't talk funny at all." And he's dead serious. Ha! So my cohort gave him a "Have a nice day, eh," in his best McKenzie Brothers' voice, and then Tyler's face lit right up. I guess we made his day after all!
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