Saturday, May 28, 2005
Putting On The Dog
Memorial Day weekend is upon us. It's time to replace your stars and stripes and to start thinking again about man's best friend: the hot dog. Yes, it's nature's perfect food (sorry, banana). Hot and spicy with loads of yummy hidden fat, it's the foundation of every truly great summer pastime. The hamburger? Oh sure, it may taste good, but how many ways can you make it? Can you steam a burger in beer? Can you impale a burger on a stick and toast it over a campfire? Can you smother a burger in saurkraut, onions, relish, chili, cheese and mustard and still have something that tastes great? Uh uh. The hot dog is the best garbage food in the world. And some of us take it seriously.
As a kid, my family would often spend time with my mother's side of the family at Breezy Point, just across Sheepshead Bay from Coney Island, home of the great American hot dog. My mother would send me to Trunz, a Brooklyn chain of small food stores, to collect hot dogs. The butcher would take your order and then turn and pull a long string of hot dogs out of the case and snip the link casing arriving expertly at exactly the right weight. Then he would wrap the links up in white paper and send me home with a big dill pickle. Good days.
So do your self a favor today. Find a hot dog and eat it. For America.
Posted by spd rdr at 8:06 AM