Anyhoo, my friend and KOTK teacher, Kathi (most of you know her as Ms.Kappy) gave me a newspaper article about a month ago with all of the best hotdog joints in Nashville. We also saw this place on the FOX News on Friday night.
Here it is in all of it's East Nashville glory. It's a an old VW van. It's quite charming. It's Nashville's Full Service Weenery. That's what the sign said.
Here I am. Don't you just love those hotdog flower boxes. Now this is not a sit down hotdog restaurant, this is considered a hotdog street vendor and there are no tables. You bring a blanket or your own lawn chairs. Street vendors can't have tables. Okay, I'm just going to tell you that this place has a trendy tree hugger vibe to it. I'm just sayin'.
They had all these people hula hooping in the yard. The hula hoops were available for the enjoyment of all. Lawnmower Man insisted that I hula hoop. All the other women were doing it and I guess he thought I should join in. And let me just say that this was the best hula hoop ever. This was a high quality hoop. Some ladies from Hooprama were there. Hula hoop exercise class? Who knew? We need this in the Hill. I could do this type of exercise.
The two people on the left weren't exactly thrilled with my hula hooping. They also weren't thrilled when we told them we would be eatin' outside. It was a little hot.
This was my chili cheese slaw dog. LM got the chicago. He had two. It was grilled. I prefer my dawg cooked on one of those roller things or steamed. We make grilled dawgs at home, but I don't want them like that from a restaurant/vendor. They also didn't have any onion rings or french fries. You have to have chips. I know they can only do so much inside a VW van, but I have high expectations. They also serve canned drinks and LM knew this so he packed his own cooler of drinks. $$$ We had to save money somewhere because we spent about $5 worth of gas to buy $10 dollars worth of hotdogs in Nashville. I prefer a fountain drink when I'm eating a dawg. I can't recommend this establishment. I could make you this dawg in my backyard.
And my question to you faithful hotdog review blog reader...
Would you eat at I Dream of Weenie?
12 comments:
First, I believe we might have to start a support group for you and your "dawg" obsession. I am all for a good dawg but this is getting a little out of hand.
Second, I just read about these Hula Hoops in a Parents Magazine and thought I could do this. Maybe you can start this class for all the post partum mommies. It's somethin to think about!\
Three, I can't believe you got up there and hula hooped. Did you invite them to your snake holdin church after your performance? Ha Ha
Regardless of my organic tendencies... sorry Big Nanny. Can't say that I could. The idea of a hot dog nauseates me more than the thought of flashing my high beams at the waterpark again.
Reagan on the other hand... now that's a different story. He'd think he had found disney land right in his own backyard.
You lost me at WEENERY.
Let me make you a dawg...I'm good friend, I'm good.
I don't even think I could eat a dawg if I was on Survivor and hadn't eaten in 3 weeks. Just the thought of it makes me need to lie down. Do you think the health inspector makes it to the Weenery?? Just askin'.
Ok, just reading the title of your post on my blog list made me laugh, but the thought of eatng at that place (especially since it is now 8 am) makes me really sick to my stomach. I agree with NC that you may need an intervention soon!
Nope, Nada, Zilch... Not gonna do it.
Is there actually a weenie under all that chili and slaw? Take off the slaw, and I think I could probably hang with you.
I'd totally go with you and sit in the heat to eat a dawg. It's the atmosphere that makes the place. I love a good dawg as well; however, I do like them grilled. Maybe it's just a pregnancy thing, because no one else but Erin seems to think it's a good idea. I'd love to hula hoop with you too, but right now I think the belly might throw things off. But a hula class would be a very good way to get rid of the post-partum weight.
I have to be pretty hungry to eat any kind of dawg, but I am usually pretty hungry so I would be easily convinced.
And I actually thought the picture made it look good.
You are quite the Dawg connoisseur. You going to have to have an official Dawg Scale to put things into a complete perspective.
I have a perfect partner for your dawg obsession: Noah. He loves it...without a bun.
I blame my mother that there is no way I could eat there. Now I certainly do enjoy a Sneaky Petes.
Julie
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