Thursday, February 22, 2007

Oy! It's a Winner

I retreated from my scary office at lunch and drove up to Adams-Morgan to try out the hottest new eatery in all the land.

On my way, the weather was dank and my fellow drivers were foul.
Or maybe the weather was foul and the other drivers dank. Yeah, that's more like it.

Anyway, all this predated my entry into Hot Dog Nirvana.

I had a hot dog caled "Oy!" (Hebrew National, of course) and a Barq's root beer. Yummmm.

I'm not out on party nights in the streets of Adams-Morgan much anymore. But if I were, I'd find the fare at M'Dawgs irresitable, after way too much beer. And much preferable to the "Jumbo Slice" pizza that was the drunken party animal's 2:00 a.m. favorite back in the day.

13 varieties of dog, including vegetarian and Kobe beef. Three varieties of bun, for heaven's sake. And a big, whoppin' fixin's bar.

You lucky kids today. 20th century post-midnight revelry food offered far fewer options.


Rachel said...

It doesn't happen very often, but every once in a while the only thing that hits the spot is a hot dog. The ones from the convenience store. I am wierd and add mayo,ketchup and dill pickles....

dmarks said...

You mean the ones that roll and roll and roll on the little metal rollers, and there's always a little sign that says they are not ready?

Churlita said...

Mmmm hot dogs. That's one thing I miss about not living in Chicago. There are no good hotdog places in Iowa.

Tara said...

I love hotdogs. Always have. Always will. A beef hotdog with yellow mustard (French's or Stadium) and sometimes onions and a nice hotdog bun, with a side of ginger ale as the beverage.