George Combs

August 26, 2014

Mr. p.,
I listened this morning to your elegiac hot dog story. I was so moved that I felt compelled to drive an hour to one of the few places in the Washington, DC area that sells that Windy City delicacy. Curse you and bless you sir. If only I could find a place that served a decent ratatouille on a hot dog. The search continues…

I repeat the admonition always prompted by reference to my hot dog writings--remember to treat those things with the respect you'd give a loaded gun.  Ratatouille, yes, often as you like--hot dogs of any denomination, be careful!