Gross foods. Really, I haven’t eaten a lot of gross things. I have refined dining tastes, I guess. Or picky. I’ve never tried pigs feet or lamb’s tongue or cow’s eyeballs. Then again, one person’s gross is another person’s delicacy. Like right now, I’m eating cottage cheese. I know that someone will gag upon reading [...]
Posts Tagged ‘hot dogs’
gross
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged elvis presley, gross foods, hot dogs on July 27, 2007 | 6 Comments »
all beef, all the time
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged hot dogs, national hot dog day, oscar mayer, poll on July 18, 2007 | 23 Comments »
Today is National Hot Dog Day.
I like mine all beef, preferably Oscar Mayer brand. Potato bun, sauerkraut and yellow mustard.
Every once in a while, a chili dog is nice. Todd keeps talking about this place in California called Weinerschnitzel. He claims they have the best chili dogs in the world. But he claims [...]
big beef weeners
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged coney island, fourth of july, hot dog eating contest, hot dogs, july 4th, nathan's on July 4, 2007 | 7 Comments »
We’re headed to Coney Island this morning to see the Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest.
I don’t know why we’re going all the way over there to stand with about 30,000 people watching some guys shove weeners down their throats for about ten minutes. Seems like the thing to do.
It all just gives me an opportunity [...]
a fourth of july story
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged assholes, clint eastwood, fireworks, fourth of july, hot dogs, the police on July 3, 2007 | 3 Comments »
1983. One of the most action packed years of my life. A constant stream of parties and clubs. So many nights spent in someone’s garage listening to our friends’ band practice and then driving to the club to watch them play, then out to another club to make some spastic attempts at dancing to punk [...]
food flashback
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged cooking, food, hamburger helper, hot dogs, meatloaf on July 2, 2007 | 11 Comments »
I don’t know why this popped in my head this morning, but I had a flashback to these boil-in-a-bag dinners my mother used to make. Slices of meat product and gravy in a plastic pouch, that you dropped in a pot of boiling water to warm up. Talk about gourmet cooking skills. Boil bag, cut [...]
