Travis wrote a nostalgic post about hot dogs and their role in the lunches of our youth. This bit took me right back:
I used to even get them in my lunchÃ¢â‚¬â€my mom would get them as hot as possible and put them and the boiling water into a pre-warmed thermos in hopes that theyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d be at least luke warm by lunchÃ¢â‚¬â€which to be fair, usually worked unless it was REALLY cold on my bus ride. So IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d have warmish hot dogs for lunch, then forget to bring the thermos home and the hot dog water would get really fetid and make the thermos useless for anything except more hot dogs, and the cycle would perpetuate itself.
I don’t recall having any problems with fetid water, but maybe I was a more disciplined kid.
These days I only eat turkey and chicken hot dogs, and try to avoid the bargain basement variety. I think I’ve said it before, but the turkey smokie from the vendor outside of London Drugs at Granville and Georgia in Vancouver is terrific.