I like wieners. I like long ones, stout ones, brown ones, pink ones, spicy ones, salty ones, crooked ones... Hell, I just like them all in my mouth. But only one at a time please or else I'll gag... I don't know how that jacked up, hairless and dreamy Kobayashi can swallow 69 beefy manhoods down his throat without gagging. I'm guessing practice, practice, practice... Impressive, he should do gay porn, I'd watch it. Not that there's anything wrong with it. But anyways, back to the frankfurters...
HD1 is not the first trendy hot dog joint to come on the scene. There are a handful that has been around a lot longer than before some game show cook decided to make it trendy. HD1 is pretty much an "As Seen on TV" gimmick, but their out sourced top split buns are pretty damn good. But if you want a really good hot dog with a good assortment of toppings and you don't want to spend high double digits for a lackluster wiener dinner, I suggest you make a visit here to Ringside. This is one concept that might actually work out in the long run because that Three on a Tree bullshit was total crap. And what's with that name? It has nothing to do with froyo, might as well call it Shit Stain on a Toilet Seat... None be the wiser.
I didn't walk in expecting top notch ingredients or execution. But I'm glad I did walk in because I was pleasantly surprised even though it was dead as fuck up in this piece. Their menu is simple... Pick a wiener, pick some toppings, pay, sit down and shut the fuck up until they bring it out to you in few minzies. I like that. I like their style. I can dig it. It's not fancy like Benihana.
Chicago Dog, Dog with Coleslaw and Seasoned Fries (I think that was the small. Fo' reals?). I was pretty surprised by this glorious display. These dogs didn't look like some ghetto ass back porch FMV dogs cooked on a cheap tin BBQ grill. These were hefty sized doggies. Fries were crispy and hot, fresh outta da fryer.
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Yes, it was a good size wiener. I almost fainted by the length and girth of it. Both the Chi-dawg and slaw beef wieners were grilled nicely and had a nice snap with every bite, more importantly they were heated through, too. The buns were grilled lightly to garnish some cute marks on it, nice touch but a tiny bit of butter wouldn't hurt. Somehow, I kept thinking they tasted like potato buns or mebbe everything complimented each other and gave me a sense of Elysium. The Chi-dawg wasn't dragged through the garden, it was raped and gagged through the forest, the shit was jam packed with the standard Chi-dawg goodies. The pickle spear was just too thick to gnaw through on top, so I took it off and munch on it after every bite of the dawg. Is it an authentic Chi-dawg? Fuck no, but who cares it was good. If I was in Chi-town, I would eat this in front of everyone. I have no shame...Neither does my muffin top. The fries were surprisingly addictive. Hot and crispy, the way it should be. Also, got a chocolate milkshake... That shit was good but a lil on the thick side, so you will have to wait a bit for it to melt before giving it a real hard sucking just to taste the creaminess.
This snack shack is good. It's simple and they have good product. The execution is consistent and the staff are cool kats. I'll take this any day over some gimmicky overpriced hot dog and spotty service.
Pump. Pump... Squirt.
2.5 Stars.
4441 Roswell Rd
Atlanta, GA 30342
404-303-8525
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