Baseball, fairs, barbecues…Homes of the Hot Dog.
One of the great American comfort foods, I loved those frankfurters and wieners nestled in their buns, squiggles of mustard and ketchup making racing stripes along the meat. Today, the Great Food Search seeks hot dogs in the wilds of…Fresno?
Some people live to eat. Others eat to live. I…eat. I eat to celebrate when I’m happy. I eat to feel better when I’m sad. I eat when I’m nervous. Sometimes, I eat because I can’t think of anything better to do. I guess that’s why I have been writing the Great Food Search articles for Kings River Life since January of 2012.
It’s baseball season (For Dodger fans like me, my brain is already telling me, “Give them time. It will all fall apart.”) What do you eat during baseball season? Hot Dogs!
