So we all know I love food. All of it, healthy, sweet, meaty, Italian (no I am not describing anything other than food) and any which way it comes. There is only one thing in this world I have so far found I don’t like eating and that is Turkish Delight. Oh, and mint and chocolate together so you can keep your After Eights, I’m not interested. Other than that though, the world is a series of oysters just waiting to be discovered.
I am sharing tonight’s culinary delight with you for reasons you will soon discover.
Dinner doesn’t always have to be an elaborate foray into a cacophony of flavours, sometimes the good old favourites are the best (and the safest)…and tonight was one of those nights.
I was having hotdogs for dinner. The American past time I have enjoyed since I was a kid with thanks to my Mother’s heritage and individual expertise. I had been looking forward to having hotdogs since yesterday and by the time I walked through the door from work my mouth was watering.
First up, I found the perfect soft white hot dog rolls:
I finely chopped an onion and fried it in some oil and a drizzle of honey:
I found a great brand of smoked ‘dogs’ to make my meal complete:
I laid the onions in to the half cut buns so as not to lose any when eating:
I opened the perfect accompaniment to any all American hotdog:
And then I put them all together in the most delightful little package, stood back and smiled at my masterpiece.
But for pete’s sake, don’t make the same mistake I did and forget to take the plastic wrapping off the individual hotdogs cause it really takes the pleasure out of eating the damn things: