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Today's Special: Weeners

July is National Hot Dog Month.

You learn something new every day at ASV.

In honor of the plump, juicy weeners, some links:

Hot Dog Soup
Hot Dog Fondue
The Octodog
Hot Dog on a stick
Nordic Hot Dog guide
Watch me eat a hot dog! (no, not me)
Nathan's
What are hot dogs made from?

Not only is it Hot Dog month, but today happens to mark the third anniversary of my hot dog poem. Which I shall recite for you now, hand over heart, smell of mustard in the air.

ode to a hotdog

i think that i shall never eat
a substance more devoid of meat
than the hot dog i ate last night
but damn, i did eat every bite.
and when i was done i ate another
so did my sister and my mother
i would have gone for three or four
if there had been any more.

hot dogs are the food of gods
despite the arteries they clog
in the oven, on the grill
floating in a watery swill
mustard (yellow), saurkraut
that's what summer's all about
pile them high upon the plates
don't talk to me about nitrates

no turkey, tofu, chicken filler
real meat hot dogs are what's killer
so please don't call me a big ol' meanie
when i won't share my all-beef weenie.

One of my finer moments.

Happy Weenies!

Comments

That verse brings tears to the eye.

Come on America. Scotland has its Burns Nights - shouldn't you guys be starting a move to get an annual holiday to celebrate the Weener?

MMM hot dogs, especially covered with chili and onions. And corn dogs at the fair are better than steak at Mortons.

Hebrew National 1/4 lb dinner franks...

Now there's the ultimate in the backyard BBQ weener pantheon.

I'll refrain from listing my own preferred toppings because some will point and guffaw.

gobsmackingly vile.

Now toast my buns.

Ballpark brand that comes in individual plastic-wrapped hot dogs that you make in the microwave are really good.... although the best are always the ones you buy at a football game. For healthy eaters: Boca makes a good soy sausage.

That definitely just made me crave (and then go find) a hot dog for lunch.

I am now satisfied. Thank you!

And the poem -- fantastic!

Hot dogs are worse than potato chips...bet you can't eat just one! At least I can't.

Now there's the ultimate in the backyard BBQ weener pantheon.

I'll auto parts refrain from listing my own preferred toppings because some will point and guffaw.