If you're ever In Alturas (and believe me, it's off the
beaten track), a true hound pointer is The Wagon Wheel,
on Hwy 299 just east of Hwy 395/Main Street.
After a high-exertion morning of hot-air ballooning, we
hit the Wagon Wheel to see about refueling. For me,
that meant breakfast, for my partner, Elise, lunch. We
I had the 2-egg breakfast. The Wagon Wheel Special
(3-egg) looked a little large. Indeed, for 4-1/2 bucks
I had 2 over-easy eggs, cooked perfectly, 4 slices of
perfectly crisped smoked bacon, a huge helping of hash
browns, and just to top it off, a plate with two
home-made biscuits and about a quart of excellent
sausage gravy. Add a big glass of OJ, and I was in
Elise had a turkey sandwich, meat actually carved from
a bird. She was happy, which says a lot for a
restaurant; she's hard to please.
At this point, Elise suggested pie. The 3 of us (our
friend Gary was joining us) ordered two pieces of
berry, one ala mode, and wound up with one each of
boysenberry and blueberry. Lovely, flakey crust, a cut
way above what I expect in a restaurant pie. Yow--they
almost had to roll me out!
This little town of 3,000 persons, 150 miles from the
next town of any size (Reno), has at least 3
chowhoundable places to eat, pretty amazing.