You oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand ...

Well, my baby works in a hot dog stand
A-making them hot dogs as fast as she can
Up steps a cat and yells don't be slow
And get me two hot dogs ready to go
-- Buck Owens

Just like Benjamin J. Matlock, I like me a good hot dog. A few months ago, I discovered some incredible-tasting, and incredibly cheap, hot dogs about 100 yards from my place of business. Lemme tell you about 'em ...

There's a Kangaroo mini-mart right next to my office. I'd been in that place at least fifty times over the years to buy chewing tobacco and various snacks. I'd never once considered walking to the back of the store to check out the hot dogs sold therein.

'Bout two months ago, I was standing in the checkout line behind a feller who was holding a hot dog in a little clear sleeve. It didn't look like your typical red hot dog; instead, it looked like a skinny kielbasa. I stepped out of the line and went back to the hot dog, er, display. I cocked my head and raised my eyebrows when I saw this sign: "Hillshire Farms Sausage Dogs: 2 for $2." I looked at the dogs and said to myself, "I'm gettin' me one of those tomorrow!"

Get one I did. I ate it with a little mustard, and a lot of sliced peppers, and I just enjoyed the hell out of it. I enjoyed it so much that I went back to the Kangaroo 'bout ten more times to get me a one-dollar sausage dog topped with mustard and 10-12 jalapeño slices. Today, I made trip number eleven:


Looks good, don't it?!

I anticipated eating me a Kangaroo sausage dog before I even left for work this morning. Thus, I toted my jar of Heinz Piccalilli Pickle to work with me. I'll have more to say about Heinz's piccalilli in the very near future. Stay tuned ...