|Have a howling good time on Halloween!|
|Whatever you do, don't order the soup!|
|Frankenstein reaches out for unsuspecting patrons.|
The cafe’s owner, “Grandma”, tells us that she and her husband collect the mannequins and her son maintains them. “We’ve been collecting them for years. Some of them were quite expensive and several were featured in Hollywood films.” Grandma steps out from behind the counter and hands us our hot chocolates. “Go ahead, step on the buttons at the base of the mannequins.” We do as we’re told. The mannequins move, talk and shriek; the chainsaw massacre “man” moves and follows us with his life-like eyes.
This impromptu stop on a misty October day is better than any haunted house. And to top it all off, this creepy cafe’s hot chocolate is delicious.
|I'd think twice about using the restrooms; |
these two guard the entrance.
|"Would you like a slice of pumpkin pie?"|
|"Welcome to the Hungry Bear—how about a hug?"|
|"I think I'll see if I can find something toxic on the menu."|
For me, a serendipitous find like The Hungry Bear Cafe is what travel is all about. Have you discovered a novel eatery on your travels?
|The cafe's benign exterior belies the horrors|