Today was a good day. Jackie and I made a road trip to Hot Doug’s, which is worthy of a dedicated blog post. Forget catching up on each other’s drama – we’ve got encased meats to consume!
For the uninitiated, Hot Doug’s isn’t a hot dog place, it’s where meat products wish they can go when they are slaughtered. For serious, the food is flat out awesome. Located at the corner of California and Roscoe, it’s sort of a hike for those living close to the lake, but it’s well worth it. You’re guaranteed a 20+ minute wait in order to get into Hot Doug’s, but it doesn’t matter. Without the anticipation, it’d make the food less awesome (which is pretty hard to do). This place is a vegan’s worst nightmare.
As soon as you walk in, you’re overwhelmed by the menu. Not only do you have your standard hot dogs, Polish and Italian sausages and thuringers, but you can get exotic sausages. Today’s artery clogger was the chipotle buffalo sausage with brown ale mustard. And on Friday and Saturday, Doug brings out the duck fat to cook fries in, and let me tell you – they are fucking phenomenal. I decided to also top it off with a standard hot dog (which can be cooked one of 4 ways) that was grilled and fried.
After eating, you simply slip into a meat coma and want to take a nap. So what’s it like eating at Hot Doug’s? It’s like being raised on soft serve ice cream all your life and then being taken to Cold Stone for ice cream. It’s a punch in the taste buds but it’s totally worth it.
Doug Sohn is awesome. In fact, I’ve heard rumors that Elvis Costello patented his look after Doug. He’s part sage, part chef and flirt. In fact, when I ordered, he was hitting on Jackie because he could and you’re like, awesome – Doug is hitting on my friend.
In fact, Hot Doug’s is so awesome that when we went, I MMS’d a picture of Hot Doug’s to Tim and he replied “you rat bastard” because I know that as soon as he saw the picture, he was like “Fuck you Hawkins, I need duck fat fries!!!”
All hail Doug, king of encased meats.


