'hog Wild in Punxsutawney

 provided). In Punxy, the wings come as whole large
Are they crazy about groundhogs in Punxsutawney,fellas, no “drumettes” here. Hot means hot.
Pennsylvania? You betcha. The place is lousy withAnd a dozen was WAY too much.
them. Groundhogs adorn homes and businesses likeWith a little schmoozing, Christine allowed us to view
the Baby Jesus does at Christmastime most other(but not sample, as it was part of a collection of the
places. It happens we were visiting the “Weatherannual releases) some “Groundhog Brew”--
Capital of the World” in December and the goodthe beer favorite of most of the Inner Circle.
people of “Punxy” really know how to inflateAnother local favorite is a “Gobblers Knob” --
a holiday decoration and park it next to a giantGroundhog Brew with brown whiskey. After dinner
fiberglass woodchuck.we shot a few games of pool with the locals and
Not counting groundhogs (real, wooden, fiberglass,bugged out of there before the drunken hunters
bronze, or welded metal) the town of Punxsutawneycame in and shot us because we weren’t
has a population of a bit above 6,700. Legend has itwearing day-glow orange.
that the name came from a defeated NativeOn the way back to The Pantall, we went for a
American sorcerer who was killed in combat. Theromantic walk through the Tree Circle in the town
ashes of his burnt body turned to sand fleas orsquare to see the beautifully lit trees decorated by
“Ponksad” and through these lovely fleas helocal schools and community groups. Hand in hand, we
continued his harassment of man. Ponksad-uteneywondered in the crisp winter air when suddenly a
means “The town of the Sand fleas.” Wesharp screech broke the silent night. We spun around
saw neither flea nor sorcerer on this trip, sojust in time to see a jolly family of chucks dashing
we’re assuming the town has rid itself of theseback into their hole on the top of the
pests. Or maybe we were just lucky that the vermintree-clock-glockenspiel in front of the Fraternal Order
weren’t out and about in December.of Eagles lodge across the street. It was ten
Like a lot of folks, we learned about Punxsutawneyo’clock.
from the movie “Groundhog Day” whichBreakfast the next day at the hotel restaurant
celebrates the town’s annual tradition of yankingfurther impressed us with its décor of either very
a large rodent out of a stump so he can predict thehomey or garage sale chic. David’s mug said
weather. This occurs every February 2nd, right“Class of 2001." Veronica’s: “Happy
smack between the winter solstice and the springBirthday.” The breakfast was hearty, the coffee
equinox, in a tradition that dates back to the ancientexcellent and the waitress funny and attentive.
European holiday of Candlemas. Even though bothWith our bellies full, we ventured out to see the
holidays include springtime predictions, the Europeanstown by the light of a grey winter day. Our first stop
had yet to discover camping out, tailgating orwas the town library where the famous woodchuck
shadows of furry prognosticators. All they did washimself resides. Punxsutawney Phil and his
look up to see if it was sunny or cloudy and then, as“wife” Phyllis spend everyday but the big
now, sunshine meant six more weeks of winter.one in their climate controlled den which can be
The first whistle pig was held high above the nowviewed from outside or inside the library.
famous Gobbler's Knob (heh heh, gobblers, knob) justThe next stop was The Wizard’s Workshop and
outside Punxutawney in 1887. It’s doubtfulit turned out to be a must-see. The proprietor,
anyone at the time expected this humble knob wouldRandy “The Wizard“ Rupert, is an ice
become the epicenter of seasonal forecasting. Asculpting champion and now uses the same chainsaw
handful of the top hat bedecked “Innertechnique on various sized parts of trees. With our
Circle” of the Groundhog Society are the soleusual snarky attitude, we entered past the sign that
keepers of the long-held secret rituals. Onceread “What ‘wood’ you like for
ensconced amongst the elite few of the circle, anChristmas” and “Come see what I saw”
aisle at the local supermarket will bear your name -- aexpecting a hoot but instead walked into a true
high honor indeed.master’s den. Oh, the joys we found there.
Our intention was to stay at the HotelRandy, the only true link we found to the movie,
Punxsutawney, but once David started singingwas the guy who taught Bill Murray how to pretend
“Welcome to the Hotel Punxsutawney--you canice sculpt. The angelic ice carving in the movie is his,
check out anytime you like, but you can neverditto the electric chainsaw Bill used for the movie.
leave,” we decided not to chance it. We crossedThe saw is prominently displayed in the store along
the street to the Pantall Hotel instead. Here they hadwith a VCR tape and poster of the celebrated flick.
a Victorian Ladies Entrance, two cans of snuff on theThe most charming aspect of the workshop is Randy
landing and tract on the hotel desk that was kindhimself, who jawed with us for quite sometime about
enough to inform us that we were “goinghis art, the movie and the town itself.
straight to hell” before we even had a chance toThe perfect ending to our trip came with a visit to
check in. Even though they choose to brag aboutGobbler's Knob. Just follow the whistle pig prints up
“ironed sheets“ numerous times on theirWoodland Avenue to the weather forecasting center
website, ours were not. Why the hell would you ironof the world. In December, it’s a lonely
sheets anyway? The bed was comfy, the peopleplace--but the impression of the grandeur of the
were nice, and the housekeeper was dressed inFebruary 2nd celebration is there. The Knob is
Amish attire. We don’t believe it was her snufffestooned with signs and art dedicated to the most
on the windowsill, but it may just be that we arefamous seer of them all, Punxsutawney Phil, including
ignorant of the ways of the Amish.the greeting “Can you believe it… we’re at
The desk clerk seemed genuinely surprised that weGobblers Knob.” There are sculptures of Phil
might want to eat dinner on a Sunday night. Heportraying the various diversions he participates in his
dubiously suggested the sports bar at the Hoteloff season, including motorcycling. Unlike Santa, he
Punxsutawney as the only open place in town.does not have career obligations outside of his holy
Oh-Kay. The place was occupied by a fewday, so Phil apparently has many hobbies.
down-on-their-luck patrons eating peanuts off ofAs we walked back to the car, we discussed coming
paper plates (a second one was provided for shells).back for Groundhog Day, but decided that we saw
Our bartender, Christine, assured us that businessPunxsutawney in its true form -- small, homey,
picked up around eleven once “the hunters camecheerful, and with a great sense of humor about
in after drinking all day.“ The menu was basicitself. To a GypsyNester, life doesn’t get better
freezer to deep fryer, but we lucked out with somethan that.
delicious burgers and chicken wings (sometimes meatDavid & Veronica, GypsyNester.
avoiding is impossible, but carrots and celery were