I recently made my first visit to Hot Doug's, "The Sausage Superstore", a Chicago institution and one of my Dad's favorite places. Aunt Angie took this shot of Dad and I standing out front. (Yes, that is a line out the door. Yes, there is always a line out the door.)
Once inside, I got to meet Hot Doug himself and Dad showed me the sign on the wall that declares "There are no two finer words in the English language than 'encased meats', my friend." (I think Dad has a t-shirt that says the same thing.)
This is no typical hot dog joint as evidenced by the long lines, the NY Times culinary section feature and a number of Food Network and Travel Channel tv appearances. Here, my big cousin Nicholas is breaking up some pieces of Doug's special "duck fat fries" for me to enjoy.
Did you notice that Nicholas, Lauren and I were all wearing our new Run-DMC t-shirts? We did that to celebrate the announcement that Run-DMC will be inducted in to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame on April 4th. Dad is threatening a road trip to Cleveland...
