The Black Bear Diner offers a whimsical start to our first morning on the West Coast.
We have made 15 or so West Coast trips through the years. When we fly, our destination has always been San Francisco. Sometimes we stay in the City. Some trips we explore other locales new to us.
Regardless of which direction we head after we pick up our rental car, one pattern seems firmly entrenched in our travel pattern. We go all out during the day. By the time dinnertime rolls around, we are bushed and have little interest in fine dining. We just want something simple, light, tasty and quick so that we can crash and sleep.
The next morning, however, we are ready for breakfast with a capital B. We both enjoy breakfast, and on this trip there was much we found to enjoy.
We started our first full day with breakfast at the Black Bear Diner. It is a chain in western states, and our introduction to the chain was in Yreka, Calif.
The first thing we noticed as we entered the diner was that the black bear theme was over the top and offered an entertaining side dish to our breakfast fare. Black bears marched
. . . across the valance over a window,
. . . on our mugs of tea and coffee,
. . . on our water glasses,
. . . across our napkins, and
. . . on staff shirts.
Restroom doors were, of course, labeled Mama Bears and Papa Bears.
The bear cubs in the women’s rest room didn’t bother me. After all, we are always on the lookout for black bears on our trips to the Smoky Mountains in North Carolina and Tennessee.
The scene of a raccoon coming in a door made me laugh.
Memories in a mug
I ended my black bear experience with the purchase of one of the heavy mugs like the ones we used at breakfast. I have enjoyed hot tea in it every morning that we have been at home since our return.