Welcome to Hot Dog Week!
The Mix Kicks Off Summer With a State-by-State Guide to Hot-Dogging It.
Comfort Dogs
I attended a wedding in New Jersey yesterday. It got me to thinking about a previous wedding I went to in the Garden State, a ceremony in 2019; the most recent wedding we went to; the last wedding before Covid.
I was with Mary Kate and her son Richard then. It had been a fun wedding. A string quartet played the theme from โGame of Thrones,โ which was just then wrapping up its final season. Dinner concluded with the โViennese Hour,โ in which an enormous curtain drew back to reveal a Vegas-like display of dozens of opulent dessert stations.
Weddings can be mentally and socially exhausting, however, and afterwards you crave nothing more than releaseโto trade in your suit for a t-shirt, as it were. As we settled into our car, I noticed we were only five miles from Jimmy Buffโs, one of Jerseyโs many hot dog institutions. Should we? Yes, we should. Start your engines.
This was only six months after we first founded and celebrated Franksgiving with a cross-state drive to Hot Dog Johnnyโs in western Jersey. My eyes have been opened to New Jerseyโs status as a master of the hot dog arts. I was deep in discovery mode and trying to visit as many historic hot dog stands as possible. Jimmy Buffโs was a revelatory experience. As I wrote in Grub Street the following year:
It was here I realized how much I still had to learn about Jersey hot-dog culture. Jimmy Buffโs dogs werenโt anything like Johnnyโs. They werenโt even anything like hot dogs as I had grown to understand them. Buffโs jams its franks inside a huge wedge of round โpizza breadโ and tops it with piles of fried peppers, onions, and potatoes, all of which were drawn from the same gully of boiling oil. The style, which originated at Buffโs and is carried out by numerous joints in the state, is called an โItalian hot dogโ or โNewark-style.โ Imagine getting a hot dog with the works and fries and having it served to you inside a huge, puffy pita. Itโs like that. It is equal parts disorienting and delicious.
One month later, I had a similar adventure. I flew into Chicago to attend a funeral in Rockford. The trip took my rental car right by Gene & Judeโs, a Windy City hot dog joint of renown. And so I discovered one of my favorite hot dogs in the world, one where they piled the accompanying French fries on top of the dog, which is served in semi-traditional Chicago โdragged through the gardenโ style.
I returned to Gene & Judeโs this past Franksgiving, which found me in Chicago with Mary Kate, my son Asher and friend Mark Ward. That day we also visited Superdawg, a hot dog stand that needs no introduction, even to the hot dog naif.
Superdawg may have been the first important frankfurter icon I was ever introduced to, and it was certainly my introduction to the Chicago style of hot dog. (I grew up in Wisconsin, where there is no particular native style of hot dog preparation.) I was attending Northwestern University in nearby Evanston. Most people who went to Northwestern hailed from far awayโNew York or Ohio or California. But there was one girl in my dorm who was, for lack of a better word, a townie. She grew up near Superdawg and often talked about it in glowing terms, as if it were one of the seven wonders of the world. Finally, one day, we went. She had not been exagerating. It was a glory of mid-century Americana.
This was the mid-1980s. I recall Superdawg being a bit scruffy, showing its forty years in business. Today, itโs all polished and shined upโthere had been a makeover in 1999โthough the He and She hot dogs statues on the roof are as perverse as ever. Back in the 1980s, Superdawg felt like a hidden gem. Today, itโs treated like a national treasure, and makes every best-of hot dog list
Budget Dogs
There were other early hot dog discoveries. Shortly after college, I stayed with my brother in Chicagoโs Irving Park neighborhood. Every time I exited the โLโ station and walked to his apartment, I passed an enormous โVienna Beefโ sign. I did not know at the time that Vienna Beef provided the hot dogs for most of the Chicago stands. At the time, I just thought it strange that a Chicago meat packer banked its reputation on the capital of Austria.
Nearby, was an unassuming place called Byronโs Hot Dogs. It also had a Vienna Beef sign. I patronized it because it was cheap and I had no money. It helped that the dogs were delicious.
Another of my first destinations for a Chicago hot dog fix was humbler still. Whenever possible, I have stayed at the Palmer House when I visit Chicago, because I like old hotels. It is frustratingly difficult to get a Chicago hot dog in downtown Chicago; all the great stands are on the outskirts of the city. But, on the same block as the Palmer House, on Adams Street, was a hole in the wall called Maxโs Take Out. I think the storefront was ten feet across. It looked sketchy. But the dogs were solid, the prices low and it was open early.
Sadly, Maxโs closed during Covid, leaving the Loop again bereft of the cityโs signature treat.
These days, I can never be sure Iโll get to a Chicago hot dog stands during my whirlwind visits to the city. So I circumvent potential tragedy by grabbing a dog in OโHare either right after I arrive or just before I depart. And I know just where to go. Itโs called Hot Dog Express, a small stand opposite gate E3. They have a Vienna Beef sign, of course, and also serve individual deep-dish pies from Pizzeria Uno. It looks like a total tourist trap. But, because their business is always brisk, the hot dogs are quite good and always freshly made. I have never been there when my hot dog has not been assembled on the spot. And its the cheapest meal youโre going to get at OโHare.
In my first years in New York, my dining choices were informed by poverty. I havenโt had a dirty water dog off a Manhattan hot dog cart in decades, but in my twenties, I downed plenty. I wasnโt wary of them. I was young and the young are impervious to health worries. And the dogs cost a dollar. When I was feeling flush, I splurged on a hot sausage, which were fifty cents more.
Every cart had a Sabrett umbrellaโas ubiquitous an emblem for New York hot dogs as the Vienna Beef sign is for Chicago. The weird name is meant to evoke a โlittle sabre.โ (They couldnโt just call themselves Sabre because that name was claimed.) Oddly, the company began as a bakery, making hot dog buns. The actual hot dogs were a later innovation.
Kosher Dogs
Hot dogs were one of the foods my son and I could bond over when I was raising him in the aughts. Asherโs mother is Jewish and kept kosher, and I agreed that he would be raised with similar eating habits. That meant, when it came to hot dogsโ every kidโs favorite food behind pizzaโHebrew National, the most famous kosher food brand in the nation. Hebrew National was founded in New York in 1905 and for many decades the meats were made here. Today, itโs owned by ConAgra Brands, and the hot dogs are made in Michigan, which feels wrong somehow.
Hebrew National were always the most expensive hot dogs in the supermarket. I grew up with Oscar Meier. In Wisconsin, you could by ten of those for two bucks. Hebrew National came in packages of seven, a very specific number that fascinated and confused my Midwestern brain, and made it difficult to match up the number of dogs and buns, which were sold in packages of eight.
I was very irked a few years back when Hebrew National quietly brought the hot dog content down to six links without telling anyone. Still, Asher insists they are the best store-bought hot dogs. Heโs not wrong.
Adding Stamps to the Hot Dog Passport
Hot Dog Week here at the Mix will continue through Friday, with new post every day.
In the meantime, hereโs a helpful guide to past hot dog coverage on The Mix, organized by state, so we may help you properly celebrate the week no matter where you live. Youโll notice there are no entries for Maryland and Rhode Island. Weโre about to correct that!
CALIFORNIA
DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA
ILLINOIS
Gene & Judeโs and here, too.
MASSACHUSETTS
Georgeโs Coney Island, Worcester
MICHIGAN
NEW JERSEY
Destination Dogs, New Brunswick
Maui Dog House, North Wildwood
NEW YORK
Dog Day Afternoon, Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn
Dog Day Afternoon, Williamsburg, Brooklyn
In Search of Michigans, Plattsburgh
Troy and Schenectady hot dog places
OHIO
PENNSYLVANIA
WASHINGTON
I can remember my mom talking about the hot dog man under the boardwalk in Atlantic City. Her best days were when she had a dime for a hot dog!
Iโm from Port Huron, Michigan and the Pozios Coney Island (Still my favorite all-time Coney Dog) was right next door to my cousin Helenโs Brass Rail Bar, so I grew up on their Coney Island hotdogs. When we opened Highlandโs in Detroit I became a regular at both American and Lafayette Coney Islands (Which for those of you not familiar are located right next door to each other). I always do a side-by-side every time I'm in town and have always leaned towards Lafayette until this last visit and for some reason, American crushed it!
Cheers & Happiness, Tony Abou-Ganim