Last summer me and my 6 year-old had two memorable Chicago hot dog experiences. The first is when we indulged a friend from LA to wait in Line at Hot Dougs on a Friday (no less) when there was also a home Cubs game. Translation: we waited almost two hours to get in the door but once we were in, Doug Sohn (sp?) was super great at reading my crowd (two hungry boys, one a cranky toddler who I took to the river to look at herons and ducks) and ordered 2 dogs on the house which came out within seconds. Very very perceptive and we think he and his dogs, all sorts of them, are brilliant. The fries were great but frankly, I could not tell the duck from the other oil.
But back to this thread! Just a few weeks later, me and my 6 year-old headed over to the Vienna Beef store to buy copious amounts of hot dogs for his upcoming birthday party/block party action. Once we saw there was a cafeteria there . . . well, we just had to try a dog, right? So we did. My son is um a purist (steam dog on sesame bun, naked) and I am from er, California (sorry) so I do ketchup. The staff along the cafeteria line were super great and really engaged us and had playful banter with us and others. We sat down and my son said, "This hot dog tastes exactly like the one at Hot Doug's. so why did we get it in only three minutes
instead of two hours? In my family when someone says something like this we blush and say, "Out of the mouths of babes."
I will look into these tours. Might be a fun birthday party.
Just so you know, I told our LA friend (who is a very good sport) that next time he has a Chicago dog, he's gonna have it at the Vienna processing plant. And he is so excited about that.
bjt
"eating is an agricultural act" wendell berry