Showing posts with label America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label America. Show all posts
Friday, August 8, 2008
Chicago Redux: Sausage Fest
Last week I ventured back to my great Midwestern homeland, Chicago. I was there at the insistence of my father, who bribed me with the promise of a trip to Hot Doug's Encased Meat Emporium and Sausage Superstore.I have previously pledged my allegiance to the Chicago-style hotdog on this blog, and Hot Doug's is further proof that Chicago is the most sausage-centric city ever known to man. Although the recent James Beard Foundation White Paper concludes that the hamburger is the iconic American dish, to paraphrase Mr. Hot Doug Sohn himself, "There are no two finer words in the English language than 'encased meat.'" Sohn has built a massive Chicago following (we waited outside for 1 hour and 15 minutes) dedicated to his unwieldy sausages, made of the likes of buffalo meat and jerk pork, to name a few. Hot Doug's is also (in)famous in Chicago for being the first restaurant ticketed for running afoul of the (now defunct) foie gras ban, which Sohn served atop the "Foie Gras and Sauternes Duck Sausage with Black Truffle Sauce Moutare, Foie Gras Mousse and Sel Gris." This is not your corner hotdog shop. Still, Hot Doug's offers perfectly serviceable "normal" options, like bratwursts and corndogs and (obviously) the grilled Chicago dog. But if you're going to stand in line for upwards of an hour, it really doesn't make sense to walk out without having tried something a bit more…exotic.
Below, I present a visual smorgasboard of my encased meat fiesta: 8 dogs for 3 people, 1 order of regular-fried French fries, 1 order of weekends-only duck fat-fried French fries, 4 cans of Dr. Brown's Cherry Soda, 1 bottle Jones Orange Cream Soda, appx. 67 napkins, and (not pictured) a large handful of Tums. This meal was easily one of the most disgusting and awesome things I have ever taken part in. God bless America.
Not pictured: Chicago style-dog, the second bacon sausage we ordered, multiple bags of French fries.
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Monday, July 7, 2008
American Beauty
In a belated show of patriotism, I would like to present one of God's most beautiful creatures: The Chicago Hotdog.
Photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/andyfrankwick/122379529/
Behold! This is the weiner of my hometown, and something I sorely miss here in New York. It's an all-beef dog in a steamed poppy-seed bun, gloriously complete with neon-green relish, sliced tomato, raw onion, hot sport peppers, a quartered pickle, yellow mustard and celery salt. No. Ketchup. Ever.
Related: "This American Life" explores Chicago's legendary Weiner's Circle...
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