This photograph illustrates where I went for lunch today.
They sold a wide variety of all-beef weiners. Sausages. Coney Island Hot dogs. Kosher style Franks.
Or, if you’re afraid of the sexual innuendos, or just intolerant of the wonderful world of mystery meat, they had hamburgers. But really, what’s the fun in that?
You can’t go to It’s a Weiner, order a hamburger, then curiously ask your friend, “Gosh darn it, what is this thing I’m eating called again?”
Their response just won’t be as funny.
December 5th, 2003 at 12:00 pm
Mmmm meat, I like meat.
December 5th, 2003 at 8:09 pm
I find it very amusing to read Allans comments!! This is quite a different look at the hotdog!! haha