Late tonight, I fried a piece of bacon. I wanted to fry some onion, but discovered I didn't have any. I then fried a Hummel red hot in the bacon grease and put the Trader Joe’s garlic onion sauce on top. It wasn’t bad. But it wasn't joyous either. I am jonesing to go to a real hot dog place.
Tonight I rewatched the Youtube video about the three guys who eat three different hot dogs in New York City, from the $3 hot dog at Gray's papaya to a $39 hot dog at the Modern, a restaurant attached to the Museum of Modern Art. They all loved the $39 mini clavier hot dogs. It made me want to go to both places.
Day 118.