Seriously. I could eat two or three of these for lunch every day. It's the perfect food. A couple of these with some hot, salty fries just out of the fryer and a sweet, icy diet Pepsi. For the one hundred and twenty seconds it takes me to eat it all, I'm in heaven. Chicago may have produced Al Capone and the Cubs but it also produced the greatest hot dogs known to man. Thank you, Windy City. Thank you.
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And that diet Pepsi erases all the fat, sodium, and calories ... I swear that is a true statement !
Ditto ! Mark ... I buy the individuallly wrapped ones that Ball Park now has in order to hide them in the freezer lest PF discover my sin !
Siiiiiigh.
I couldn't tell it was a hot dog until I read on into the post!! I'm confused by all the toppings!?! (except oddly, by the pickle)
Ahhhhhh . . . home . . .
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