Monday, July 5, 2010






So, here's another installment of Things That Aren't Pretty.  As you all know, I tend to show the "good" parts of my life: the swanky, the fun, the exceptional.  But please understand: My life is also made up of midnight junk food binges, horrific television shows, and lazy, unkempt days spent at the cottage.

So hear me now: I love hot dogs.

Like, pork and beef and waste all mixed together into a disgusting Schneider's casing.  Red Hots.  Weiners.  Franks.  Not an ounce of anything good inside.  Did I say horrific?  Not All-Beef, not Kosher, not hand-crafted by an artisan at the market. Rotten.  Atrocious.  I love them.  As a child I ate them raw.  As an adult I consider it, but then I get a grip and at least cook it.  Ketchup and a white-bread-bun.  Split wide-open on the BBQ.  Mmm.

Judge away people, cuz this love ain't going anywhere.






16 comments:

  1. Yummmmdaddy. I had hot dogs last night mixed into my macaroni and cheese. I had a tummy ache all night, but it was worth it. :)

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  2. you disgust me.

    just kidding. i am also a closet lover of hot dogs. i eat them in my closet while crying.

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  3. Yes!
    Taylor and Mina! Come out of that weiner-closet! And Taylor - I had a line in here originally about eating my hot dogs (boiled, no less) with a side of Kraft Dinner. But then I thought I'd start confusing the Americans with my Canadian-brand lingo. Anyway.

    Come one, come all - Out of the shadows with hot dogs in hand!
    Don't be embarrassed.

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  4. my name is kay.

    i too like hotdogs.

    i too boil, slice 'em up, and add them to good ol' KD.

    or i just have 'em on a white bun with ketchup, mustard...and sometimes mayo. yes, mayo. i love mayo too.

    ugh.

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  5. I adore a good hot dog, and an even not so good hot dog under the right circumstances, like an Amtrak train on a late friday afternoon on my way home, or from a street vendor here in NYC, smothered with sauerkraut and yellow mustard. Beautiful photogs! Rgds, Reggie

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  6. Thanks kay* and Reggie -
    Mr. Darling, don't even get me started on street meat (as it's known here in Toronto.) I once ate four street hot dogs in one "sitting". But that's when I was a young thing who could handle that kind of monstrous caloric intake.

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  7. Hot dogs are not my vice o' choice, but I say embrace it. Lip balm, Hootie and the Blowfish, quilting...whatever floats your boat. :)

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  8. One hot dog is never enough. When I make them at home, I always eat two. And then I put bacon on them. NO REGRETS!

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  9. You crack me up! I'm so glad that you had the guts to post this. I am a fan of Trader Joe's turkey dogs - you must give them a try.

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  10. I'm guilty, as charged. I had a hot dog this weekend, and I didn't feel bad about it.
    Why are they so disgusting, but so good at the same time?

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  11. Mr. Hudson, you crack me up!!! All I need to do is read your blog and my day seems a little brighter!!

    Julie

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  12. You even manage to make photos of hot dogs look arty though ;-) (I'm just jealous). Seiously though, I love hotdogs too, the ones in Spain are made of 'mechanically separated meat' - don't even want to think about what that might mean, but I'm told it's something to do with centrifuges...eewww. I just blank my mind and nosh down.

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  13. Right there with you. Im partial to the 'boiled' hot dog over the 'grilled'. Either way they are a guilty pleasure.

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  14. That cracks me up as I too love hot dogs and many turn up their noses. On the grill is best but I have occasionaly snagged one at the gas station.

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  15. Yes! Let's start an anti-Foodie hot dog revolution! ;)

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  16. There is no reason to hide a love of hot dogs. Ever.

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