Friday, May 23, 2008
As much as it’s a delight to get ginger-salmon kebabs instead of the usual rote meat, I’m not in the mood. I don’t want steaks. I don’t want a polish sausage, and I don’t even want a brat. Not a beer brat or a wild-rice-and-goat brat or even a plain Johnsonville spitting and hissing as it’s laid in the bun.
 
I want a hot dog.
 
If you can’t enjoy pig snouts and nitrates once a year, and enjoy them for what the are – delicious pig snouts and nitrates – then what’s the point?
James Lileks | www.buzz.mn