In my last post I talked about turkey wraps, and hot mustard, and what people eat for lunch. Then Jean from Renovation Therapy commented on Stage Deli mustard and her sudden craving for hot dogs, and now I want a hot dog. It’s a regular blogging food chain.
As a native Chicagoan I’d like every lunch to include hot dogs, preferably Vienna Beef. It is very sad for me here in Lawrence, without the hot dogs. Over the years many good-intentioned “Chicago” places have come and gone, trying to get it right. But they don’t steam the dogs, they use the wrong relish or serve the wrong buns – and just when I decide to eat them anyway, the doors close and I’m dog-less again.
Here is a wholesome lunch from Michael’s, up in the north ‘burbs. It’s the real thing.
It never seems to work outside Chicagoland. People say it has something to do with the water. I can’t say, but – Chicago river-steamed red hots? I’m hungry already.
I know but pretend not to know that there is another city of hot dogs. They’re not the same, of course – I mean, they use ketchup – but I remain open-minded in the name of lunch, and will admit they’re tasty in a pinch.
Or on the street. Here’s Josie a few years back on her first New York trip, after a little satisfying H & M Herald Square shopping. What a face! Those glasses are too big and the mustard smeared her lips. Later she’d run through Central Park, eat knishes at Carnegie Deli and fall asleep on a train.
Now I’m all misty…and hungry. See what the food chain can bring?