100 is in sight.

When I set out on July 1st to eat hot dogs, I posted that I might hit 30 or 50. But with dedication and hard work, I am now at 88 and 100 is certainly within reach. Can this be used by my insurance provider to raise my rates? 12 more dogs, 4 more days. The kicker, I have lost 4 pounds. The Hot Dog Diet really does work.



A few new adventures to report:



Coney Stop - Right next to 94/95 is a little hot dog drive-through called Coney Stop. I finally got there on July 23rd, National Hot Dog Day. I was a little disappointed that the 12 year old working there did not know it was National Hot Dog Day, but the dogs I had were delicious. I had a Hebrew National (always delicious) but was surprised that it came naked. I was not asked if I wanted mustard, kraut, or any other toppings. The other dog I had was a Coney Dog. Covered with minced onions and some type of chili-like paste, it was tremendous. Not sure I could tell you what was in the paste - not sure I want to know myself. Either way, it was terrific and I recommend Coney Stop to you in West Omaha.



Snoop Dawgs - This little gem has been hiding from me in plain sight. At work, I am relegated to eating the roller dogs from the little convenient store in my building. They have been fine, serviceable dogs and brats and I appreciate the convenience. But just last week I learned that that the food court across the street has hot dogs at a place called Snoop Dawgs. It shares a counter with Paradise Bakery and Famous Daves so I didn't know it was there. They serve Hebrew National, and nothing exotic. The dogs are delicious and the chili cheese dog is the best I've had yet. Not sure how they came up with the name Snoop Dawgs. It has no reference to Snoopy, Charlie Brown, spying, or even pot-smoking rappers. But it is good. For shizzle.



Tim's Barbecue - I went to a big church picnic yesterday afternoon and they had Tim's BBQ (a local guy named Tim who serves BBQ). I had not had any dogs yet and didn't expect to get any at the picnic when lo and behold, right there on the table was a pan full of smoked hot dogs. I dressed one up with mustard and the other I dressed with pulled pork and BBQ sauce. I lost consciousness for a few minutes and that was followed by a bout of the meat sweats, but it was worth it.



Still have to cram in Chicago Dawg House and Pudgy's, but there is plenty of time for that. More to follow as I finish this month off.

Dog on . . .