Sunday September 27 2020
Can I admit that they had me at breakfast?
As much as I’m jonesing for the drive home and to reunite with my dogs who are staying at a high dollar resort with more amenities than our Holiday Inn Express, I’m not even kidding because they had room service and we didn’t, I’m always up for a well-prepared sausage & eggs goodness set in front of me that I didn’t have to cook for once.
Our Rescuers #1 and #2 missed the outing to the Liberty Aviation Museum, because you know, they were busy saving people. It would be small of me to begrudge them the pleasure of touring these hangars’ full of historic flying machines. And besides, we’re starting with a hearty breakfast at the museum’s café, The Tin Goose Diner.
It’s a good sign that there’s a rather lengthy wait for a table at The Tin Goose. It shows that the café is both social distancing with the tables and hints at good fare worth cooling our heels for.
And oh my grumbly tummy, it was worthy indeed. With the service-dog-in-training too tired to do anything after the last few days than just lie down and nap, we could all tuck into our morning noms of choice without distraction. A full five stars on Trip Advisor, y’all. Would recommend.
The restaurant comes with its own history, having been built in Elizabeth, New Jersey in 1949 and serving as a diner for several years in Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania. The Liberty Aviation Museum added the diner to its collection in 2012 after an extensive renovation to bring it back to the original mid-century splendor of the 50’s.
The name The Tin Goose comes from the Ford tri-motor planes that transported mail, groceries, and people from the mainland to the islands on Lake Erie. A total of 199 of these planes were built from 1926 to 1933 and could hold ten to 12 passengers, depending on what was else was being transported. One of these tri-motors was purchased in the 1930’s by Island Airlines and given the moniker of The Tin Goose. For nearly fifty years, The Tin Goose made its rounds to the islanders of Lake Erie for the singular purpose of pretty much keeping people alive out there. It’s said that the plane did everything at 80 mph, whether take-off, in flight, or landing. Were people made of tougher stuff back then or do we just have few examples today? I don’t know, but it embarrasses me that I get vertigo just climbing a ladder.
Once fully brunched at the diner, we set upon an educational walking tour of the two-hangar collection that was rather impressive. You should recognize this as a big statement coming from someone who lives thirty minutes from the National Air Force Museum in the Dayton, Ohio region. Definitely worth a stop for anyone visiting in the Port Clinton area.
Meanwhile, back in our little corner of southwestern Ohio, my dogs are having a blast on their vacation. They’re getting chicken snacks in the afternoon and plenty of playtime in the sun.
Diamond Kennels posted this story on their Facebook page. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. Why didn’t I send two chew bones. Because, c’mon, that would be violating the Rules of Dog. Protocol requires that one only wants what another is enjoying.