Oscar Meyer Wienermobiles, with a side order of German mustard!
Driving past Oscar Meyer headquarters one day, I spotted a half-dozen of the iconic Wienermobiles assembled in the parking lot. I wheeled the Westy in to admire these monumental monstrosities of meat, glistening in the sun and neatly arrayed as if fresh off the grill at a family cookout.
Elsewhere in the parking lot there was a basic road course outlined in orange traffic cones. I can only assume the current graduating class of Wienermobile pilots—officially known as Hotdoggers—were preparing for their high-performance driving lessons. From the looks of the road course, this would involve tight low-speed curves, panic skid stops, convoluted Y-turns, and a sausage-y slalom.
I grabbed a few photos, went about my errands, and when I returned, the hot-rod hot dogs had been joined by the Planters Mister Peanut Nutmobile.
