Doug of Dougs dogs sold his hot dog cart a guy who has also retired and passed the business on to his son. If you follow me, we are in the third generation of hot doggery. The son now has the mantle of hot dog king in Marlboro. I commented on how quickly he assembled my 2 everything dogs with pepsi. He said not as fast as my dad. I beg to differ. And I would like to add it is still the best deal in southern new Hampshire for lunch.
Following our transaction, I went in my truck with the hot dog tray loaded up and heavy and settled in.
Something suddenly made me twitch. In doing so, I dumped the whole tray over in my lap. It was a horrible gooey mess. But not one that should go to waste. I ate everything bunless. And licked my fingers when I munched the buns.
When I had eaten the last bits. I went back up to the truck window and the once and future hot dog king gave me 2 squares of paper towel to wipe up. I used that all up, too.