Wednesday, April 8, 2009

All you can eat

Stacey recently blogged about how the unofficial arrival of spring - baseball's opening day - sparks her annual craving for hot dogs. She is definitely on to something, although in my case, the official arrival of spring sparks my annual craving for birthday cake and the subsequent whining that I am one step closer to death.

Hot dogs are one of my favorite foods. In fact, if I am at a cookout and had to choose between a hot dog and a burger, I'd go with the hot dog. And you'd be hard pressed to find someone who enjoys beef as much as I do. Maybe it's because hot dogs are more of a seasonal food and something not typically ordered when eating out. Burgers, on the other hand, are one of the most popular foods served at restaurants and are enjoyed year round (speaking of which, if you live near a Red Robin, go and go often. Them's burgers are mighty tasty).

Fun Fact - During hot dog season (Memorial Day to Labor Day) Americans typically consume 7 billion hot dogs, which is the equivalent of 818 hot dogs consumed per second during that period. Impressed? Then be sure to check out the National Hot Dog & Sausage Council's web site for more stats that will blow your wiener.

For hot dog lovers, there is one day each year where the frankfurter is king. This year, the day is May 31. The place is Suffolk Downs in East Boston. The event? The 20th Annual Hot Dog Safari (I kid you not). This is the knockwurst of all hot dog gatherings - $10 provides all-you-can-eat access to about a dozen different brands of hot dogs, snacks, soda, etc. All proceeds go to charity, which means that you have the comfort of knowing that while you throw up the 17 hot dogs you consumed earlier that day, somebody somewhere is going to benefit from your gluttony. God bless America.

The Hot Dog Safari is the brainchild of a famous Boston sports radio host, who is perhaps a wee bit too obsessed with hot dogs. The first Safari was a bus trip for 200 people to Foxwoods, where a handful of hot dog companies set up in a function room. This year, 30,000 will attend, and why not? In these difficult economic times, $10 for all-you-can-eat dogs is a terrific deal. Sure, you might need to follow your meal with a handful of Lipitor and Pepto-Bismol, but as my good friend Red likes to say, you either get busy living, or get busy dying.

If you attend the Hot Dog Safari, the bad news is that it will probably take you close to a month to fully digest all that you've consumed. The good news is that by then, you should be hungry enough to attend the Phantom Gourmet BBQ Beach Party at the end of June. It isn't one-price, all-you-can-eat, but if you like BBQ, then you'll definitely want to check this out. 10 pit masters from around the country set up shop and for about the cost of a slab of ribs at a restaurant, you can sample ribs from each of the BBQ teams.

I attend this event every year with my pals Rob & Tim. It's a fun time - we eat like slobs, get BBQ sauce all over ourselves and after we're done, we talk incessantly about how quickly we'll have to hit the bathroom when we get home. Good times.

This year, the fun takes place on the weekend of Tim's wedding. I believe the plan will be to arrive at the ribfest mid day, eat until we get sick and then head straight to the nuptials. Tim is trying to convince his fiance to have her bridesmaids wear brown dresses, which would enable him to pig out in his tux so the BBQ sauce stains on the shirt won't look out of place. OK, I made that up. But he should.

If you love pork - and who doesn't? - (um, although perhaps in different ways), then this is your time. If you are a vegetarian, please go to church, beg for forgiveness and don't leave until you've seen the light.

5 comments:

  1. Wow. Did you really write an entire post on hot dogs, steal my hot dog photo and not mention me once? I wrote an entire post on hot dogs! I participated in an interview for a major womens magazine regarding "women that love hot dogs." You're dead to me. You now fall into the same category as "people that eat hot dogs with ketchup."

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  2. I mostly have no defense. You are correct to call me out, as you are probably the most ardent hot dog consumer that I know (and how you aren't fat will always remain a mystery to me).

    However, it wasn't exactly the entire post. I did have a few graphs in there about ribs. Can't I be 83% dead to you?

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  3. Yes, you're now only "mostly dead." There's a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With all dead, well, with all dead there's usually only one thing you can do....

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  4. Have you ever been to Frankfurt, Indiana? They have a hot dog festival every year too. And the high school mascot there is, you guessed it, a hot dog!

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  5. The few questions actually asked in this post below, directed to the Cult Jam leader. I've always wanted to understand "proper hot dog etiquette" from an aficionado, and she seems to be the local guru to which we all must look for answers when we speak of long beefy sticks of meat. Plus, I don't believe that is just a picture of just any dog wearing a bun, I think its actually her dog. With qualifications like that, I see no other person even remotely qualified to attempt to set me straight on the topic of tasty beef/beef extract fingers.

    What is so wrong with ketchup (or catsup, if you want to get punched in the face for being a tool) on hot dogs? Normally I would just call you freak and instantly feel better about myself for having ridiculed yet another moronic butt plug on this planet, but then I started to look around and wonder - perhaps its me - maybe Im in the minority on this ketchup thing? Ive never really spent time watching the condiment section of a Wienerschnitzel to see who puts what on their wieners (or schnitzels for that matter), but then again, this wouldn't be the first time someone has alluded to the fact that its verboten to place tomato concentrate, corn syrup, (or other sugar), salt, spice and herb extracts (including celery), spice and garlic powder, sometimes Allspice, cloves, cinnamon, onion, and other vegetables on a hotdog.

    Then it occurred to me. Maybe IM the moronic, butt plug in this instance. Maybe I am truly the one making this world an awful, terrible place to to birth children. Perhaps I, lover of all things blog, really need to look deep in my soul and wonder - Am I doing the right thing by selfishly satisfying myself and my cravings, or am I causing a civil unrest in the world of meat analogue? Help me Lisa Lisa. You're my only hope.



    There is this place called Franks in the hometown. (I think the pun is intended, but I never put it together until now) He sells hot dogs, (among other things) and he calls me un-American for asking for ketchup on them. First, Im upset I cant put on my own condiments. Does the future of his business really depend on using the appropriate amount of mustard or relish that I cant control my own destiny by putting them on myself? (not on ME personally, but on the dogs) Secondly, does he really need all this personal information about me when all Im trying to do is get some dinner? Christ - shutup and just give me the bare dog. I got ketchup and mustard in the car. Jerk. Un-American my ass...

    However, after such personal attacks and this timely posting, I turn to the almighty web to further my plight for higher education on this topic. To my amazement, I didn't have to look far for some helpful insight into this dark world of meat slurry -

    http://www.straightdope.com/columns/read/679/why-is-there-no-ketchup-on-a-properly-made-hot-dog

    http://www.amazon.com/Never-Put-Ketchup-Hot-Dog/dp/0979789230

    http://www.dolcegroup.com/ketchup/ (This page is black for a reason. No need to ask how the Dolce group feels about ketchup.)


    This is me btw, except Im taller -

    http://www.easy-teach.com/boy_ketchup_hotdog_hb.gif


    Why can't more places just be accepting of my difference? I was born this way you know. There is no reason why ketchup and I cant be happy in everything we do. (Except on eggs. Only assclowns put ketchup on eggs) Here are some places I will shamelessly promote for allowing Americans (and some illegal aliens) to exercise their right to get Frankfurters anyway they damn well please.

    Sullivans on Castle Island - Here exists a place where no judgment is passed and one is allowed to order dogs in any way imaginable! (Provided they have the condiments) Id expect nothing less from a place built on a fort that was used to defend this great country of ours in its quest for independence. I salute you Sullivans. Strong and proud and truly a representative of what American business models should be like. The place is open on almost any warm day, and once gave away free dogs to get rid of the seasons inventory. What a historical event that was! Right place. Right time. Nothing but hotdogs. (and a large fry and two large mountain dews)

    The lady up the street from my work - She runs this old camper trailer that she sells hot dogs out of. I dont know her name, (I call her Lois) and when our eyes meet, there is nothing to say. She knows why Im there, and serves me right up. Two bare dogs, bag of Lays chips and a 2 cans of mountain dew. The cost? $5.50USD. An amazing feat in today's world of $8.59 lunches (damn you Panera!!!). All the condiments are there to the side, allowing me to cover the blank canvas I call lunch, with happy little ketchup squirts, mustard mountains, relish towers, and onion armies.

    So while yes, I could possibly, maybe, remotely, doubtfully, be the ass plug in all of this, (and things beyond this) there are still some places out there that allow me and others like me, to exercise our freedoms of taste, individuality, and give us the space to display expressions of who we are.

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