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Embracing Our Inner Hillbilly

As you may have guessed when I announced my blogging break last week, Motor Man and I went out of town for a few days.

Our destination was Indianapolis, so he could attend the Performance Racing Industry Trade Show.  He takes a right off the skywalk to the convention center, and I take a left to the mall. Convenient.

We left home a few days early, so we could make a couple of stops along the way. One of those stops was for lunch on Tuesday.  This is your first  glimpse of Hillbilly Hot Dogs in Lesage, West Virginia.

As you drive a little further along the highway…

…you get the feeling that whenever anyone in the area needs to dispose of junk anything, they bring it to Hillbilly Hot Dogs. Including….. unmentionables. What a scary thought.

“Hillbilly Gas Station”, yes, right by the highway.

This is the entrance to the restaurant indoor eatin place.

The dining area is inside an old school bus. This is the table beside ours.

We shared a hot dog and a hamburger, both were really good.  Then we couldn’t resist a picture at the “kissin cuzins maryin booth”.

And next door, at the weddin chapel.

Google tells me that Hillbilly Hot Dogs has been in business for 19 years, and is owned by Sonny (a self-proclaimed West Virginia hillbilly) and his wife, Sharie, a former California girl. It’s also been featured on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives.

Oh, and when you leave a tip, you get a song. (Sorry we didn’t get Sonny and Sharie’s son in the video.)

Sonny’s the Weenie Man
He owns a weenie stand
He sells the best weenies around
Ding Ding Ding
Sharie’s his Weenie Wife
She adds the spice that’s right
Hillbilly Hot Dogs day or night
Ding Ding Ding

So, if you ever find yourself anywhere near Lesage, West Virginia, we would definitely recommend a stop at Hillbilly Hot Dogs.  It is quite the experience.

~These Days Of Mine~







Sunset Sunday

My first photo of the sunset on Tuesday evening was taken from the James River Bridge as Motor Man and I were returning from Newport News. (Please pardon the power lines.)

Then, as we passed through the village of Rescue, Motor Man stopped at the  bridge over Jones Creek, so I could take pictures. The photos I took there that evening have become some of my all-time favorites.

I’ve posted before about the picturesque little village of Rescue. In this next picture, Captain Chuckamucks waterfront restaurant (featured on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives) is on the far right. (Contrary to the information on the Food Network link, Rescue is NOT on the Chesapeake Bay.)  If you were to follow Jones Creek to the right and then take a left, you’d pass right by our house on your way into the town of Smithfield.

We hear these workboats chugging out in the river every morning.

Once we arrived home, Motor Man quickly drove down to the point of our property (for more sunset pictures), frightening three geese and causing them to fly off into the water.

Long after sunset, I noticed color still in the sky, and used the night-time camera setting for this last shot of the day.

As a dear friend commented last week, “God paints the most awesome sky”.

Sunset Sunday

Rescue, Virginia is a little waterfront village just two or three miles from us. Other than homes, Rescue consists of a post office, a marina, two churches, a restaurant (Captain Chuckamucks, which has been featured on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives) and a bridge, which crosses Jones Creek.

Friday evening, Motor Man and I were returning from a graduation party and happened to be driving through Rescue at the time of sunset. I’ve always wanted to stop to get photos from the bridge, and this seemed like a good time.

“Chuckamucks” is on the water, just to the right in these photos, and our house is “around the bend” to the left.

The golden light of sunset, no oncoming vehicles, and a hubby willing to stop, came together for the perfect opportunity for this week’s Sunset Sunday photos.