Pouring Whiskey on My Bluebird with Henry Chinaski

  Charles Bukowski’s creation, Henry Chinaski, agreed to meet with me for a few glasses of bourbon and let me pick the place, as long as I was buying. I picked a dive where I knew the bartender pretty well called the Chicago Station on Irving, where I could count on a few of the... Read more »

Dog Sauce? Heinz Is Crazy to Think We’d Fall for This

First off, Heinz Ketchup tried to normalize ketchup on hot dogs by showing wiener dogs licking the faces of adult sized ketchup bottles in a misguided Super Bowl commercial. Now, they’re figuring wheeling out a Trojan Horse on National Hot Dog Day might work. By sticking a label that says “Dog Sauce” on bottles of... Read more »

Opening Day at Wrigley: Of Steamed Buns and Salty Dogs

In the movie “Kong: Skull Island,” when Hank Marlow (played by John C. Reilly, who upstages the giant ape at every turn) feasts his glazzies upon Brie Larson for the first time, he intones reverently, “You are more beautiful than a hot dog and a can of beer at Wrigley Field on opening day,” his... Read more »
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Best Chicago Style Hot Dog? The Winner Is …..

It seemed almost inevitable. Every once in a while, a player comes along that changes the game forever and becomes the undisputed, unified-belt, bona fide champion. And the bar gets raised. Basketball had its Michael Jordan. Golf had its Jack Nicklaus. Boxing had its Rocky Marciano. And the hot dog world has its Superdawg, the... Read more »

Letter to President Trump from President Obama

Dear President Trump, Well, you’re here: The Oval Office. You probably find it easier to believe than millions of Americans who are still shaking or scratching their heads (and maybe throwing up in their mouths a little). Just kidding! They will be watching you, rest assured of that. You never seemed to be a guy... Read more »

Best Chicago Style Hot Dog? The Golden Weenie Goes To...

Election season is over. Now it’s time for a poll of real consequence. In a year of the Trump 3” footlong (“You’ll be satisfied, believe me ….”) and enough politics to force you to “get your fill,” take one more small moment to fill out this one-question poll. It’s a vote for which place in... Read more »
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The Greatest Meal: Pinning Down Ephemera

Meals come and go. At restaurants, they get set in front of you and then they are removed, with a small bustle and clatter and then they disappear. Refined smears of sauce or edible flowers become garbage very quickly. Remnants are packaged up sometimes, but what you bring home rarely approaches the original, though pasta... Read more »

Cubsploitation: Bars Charging to Watch World Series On TV?

Put ‘em on your list. Several Wrigleyville bars are charging exorbitant prices just to walk through the door and try to catch some of the World Series games – on television! My old Hot Dog hero Hot Doug Sohn touts the “humanness” of people wanting to share the baseball moments together, but most of us... Read more »

Elitism Visible: The Prospect of an Indians vs. Cubs World Series

 I dug the Cleveland Indians long before I dug the Chicago Cubs. Now that it looks like the Cubs might actually have a chance to get into a World Series with the Indians, I’m compelled to reflect on some brief brushes with both teams, as a kid and as an adult. As a kid, I... Read more »
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One Summer Day: Nothing but the Big Outside and Cool Inside

It’s Meeker, Ohio. I’m ten years old and my brother Chris is around seven. We have Tamatchie Creek running behind our house, and thick woods. It’s a hot July day, which is perfect for exploring. We would call it that. “Let’s go exploring.” We have a makeshift bow and we use chopped down and sharpened... Read more »