Last week I found this surprise on my front door step. Last spring I had a little run in (pun intended) with my friend Heather's dog, Smitty the Schnauzer. You can read about it here.
This is my favorite brand of dawgs and this brand is not sold in the great state of Tennessee. I may have mentioned this a least 20 times on this blog in the last two years. Heather did some online research and had 24...count'em 24 dawgs shipped in for me.
This is tonight's dinner. I already told Lawnmower Man that these dawgs will not see the firey flame of a grill. They will be rolled around in a pan of butter, placed on a grilled butter bun and topped with chili, cheese and onions.
Is it weird that I have a folder on my computer labeled...hotdogs.
Thanks Heather!
4 comments:
I noticed I didn't get a dinner invite. :-)
Enjoy!!!
so does this mean you'll be eating the same thing two days in a row? because you know me... definitely anti-dawg... and yet I just told reagan this morning
we need to get some hot dogs. angela's coming over friday.
and oddly enough he had no idea of your affection for the nitrate filled goodness you are so easily excited over. :)
by the way- have you ever eaten at "Five Guys" in BWood? Someone told me about it this week... supposed to have superb hotdogs I'm told (as well as yummy burgers) We should go sometime. Reagan has a birthday coming up! :)
I got diarrhea just reading this post.
I hope they were doggone good!
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