Friday evening, I had the brilliant idea to get a local favorite for dinner..Hot Dog Shoppe.
Fake cheese and mediocre chili combine on a hot dog or french fries to create a culinary masterpiece.
Bliss on a steamed bun...or hand-cut fries.
Yes, I know it's fat and sodium galore..preservatives..yadda yadda.
Do you get the feeling I don't care? :)
Truly, a sight to behold. Hot Dog Man on Weathervane. You can't tell in the pic, but he's spiked through his middle. And he's grinning. And holding condiments.
Lacey, just for you:
3 comments:
OMG the HOT DOGS ON THE PLATE! I'm drooling. lol Expect me over any second. ;)
'Round here we call those death dogs. Though they are primarily eaten around 2am. (They taste better then, for whatever reason. ;)) I haven't had one of those in years.
By the way, I PROTEST...no puppy photo in this latest post??!!??!!
Ohhhh hotdog shop! I miss you my lovely!! I would love some of those right now I could get chilly and cheese all over my penguin hand! lol
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