Life lesson - expand your horizons

Today was the first day of the rest of my life. I have found the promised land, and it is good. I think you'll agree with me when I say that if you don't eat a dog from this place sometime soon, you're probably not a real American.

I'm talking about the best original Chicago-style hot dog joint in the greater Omaha Metro area, or even in the upper Midwest for that matter. You are doing yourself a disservice if you don't go visit Chicago Dawg House very soon.

To quote our second greatest President of the 21st Century - "I know how hard it is for you to put food on your family." (That is a direct quote). Well, it's not that hard to take a drive to 108th & Maple, and say hi to the owner, Troy. He's a Chicago native, a Bears fan, and a Cub fan (so you know he's patient, and very persistent). What this means is, since he has nothing else to look forward to, he will put all his energy into making sure you, the customer, are completely satisfied. (And I know she's sassified!)

Let me set the scene for you: A small bay in a strip mall, a sports themed background on the walls, including autographed photos of Chicago athletes, past and present, a fake outfield fence on the wall representing Wrigley field, a single hightop bar running down the length of the restaurant (front to back) where patrons take their dog of choice and sit on a high bar stool;

I walked in with high hopes and expectations, and I was not disappointed. I looked up and down the menu, yearning for tube meat excellence, and there it was:

The Butkus.

"Skinless, hot & spicy sausage made with a special blend of cayenne peppers & zesty seasonings & then hardwood hickory smoked for a mouth watering taste."

Are you freaking kidding me?!? This has to be the best name and description I've ever seen.

I committed to this thing more than I've committed to any relationship. I'm not kidding, it was that good. If I could eat this thing for lunch or dinner for the rest of my term as Hot Dog blogger, I would. I will be making many, many return trips to Chicago Dawg House. Washed it down with a root beer, and it immediately increased my sexiness by 7%, my brute strength by 12% and increased muscle mass by about 9.5% (Results may vary)**

So that was lunch...

Then, around 5:30 or 6:00 this evening, on my way to the gym, I got the hunger pangs again. Did you know that a foot long chili cheese dog from Sonic actually aids in building mucle mass and contributes to the ATP cycle for muscle recovery after a strenuous workout? Me neither, but now I know. And knowing is half the battle. **

That's all for now. This is getting fun.

Dogs consumed: 3.5

Dog on...

** All or none of the preceding statements may be true.