Hot dawg
Not Martha just posted about these Frankfurter Converters. If only I had found out about them a week earlier. Last Friday we had our "Hot Dog It's Summer" picnic at the office. It was in conjunction with the "Go Fly a Kite" week where we handed out kite kits and everyone brought their decorated kites to the park and the EAT team grilled hot dogs. We grilled Zweigle's of course, they seem to be a Rochester institution.
Whenever I think of hot dogs I think of the Hot Dog costumes you can get for your dog. Oscar better hope I never get my sticky fingers on one of those. He is glaring at me as I type this. Of course I could always get one to match him so he doesn't feel conspicuous.
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