Last time I was in Chicago I left without trying a genuine Chicago style Hot Dog, so this time I wasn't leaving without one. After sitting on a plane all day, I was a bit hungry so I walked around by my hotel out in the middle of Nowhere Suburbs Chicago and found this little place in a strip mall. This fine gentleman (George) made me a Chicago dog. (Actually, a lady did, but she was a bit camera shy and darted for the back as soon as I whipped out my camera. I think she thought I was up to something...maybe I was...)
I want to go to there.