Way back when I thought I would have a new website in like February, I wrote this post. Since I still think about Hot Doug’s daily, I figure it’s worthwhile to throw this up even though it’s now burning, crispy hot in the Windy City. Here’s the original post: It was a stinking cold Thursday in Chicago. I was in town working on the iPhone apps, and visiting my brother along with my Mother and daughter Lola. When it’s 10 degrees out, where’s the best place to go to lunch? Hot Doug’s of course, because you are guaranteed a wait in line. You may be wondering, are there heaters while you wait? People… this is Chicago, what do you think? So strangers are huddled together asking themselves “why are we waiting in this stinking long line?” Because it’s a duck fat fries day, that’s why. Sure the dogs here are good. But the duck fat fries are legendary. The combination of hypothermia and the delight of these fries (and the cheesy fries) is what has my brother David (shown here) lose his professorial cool and act like Jerry Lewis.
Second best thing at Hot Dougs?
The Elk-meat hot dog!