Coney Island

My brother and his family live near Conifer and Dennis and I passed this giant cement hot dog on our way to his place.
I immediately recognized it when we passed. It was featured on PBS’s show on hot dog’s in America a few years back or something corny like that.
SO WE STOPPED. AND ATE. Bow Wows.
Yes we got the friggin foot long with the gross chili and cheese.
To tell you Unilocalers the God Damn truth is the following:
–The foot long was not that good.
–It was messy. VERY MESSY.
–Lots of flies inside this giant hot dog and bun.
–Kinda of greasy and smelly inside.
–Eating inside a giant hot dog was actually kinda fun.
–Now I can say I been there. Done THAT.

Imagine my surprise, driving down the woods-​lined road that cuts through Conifer, to find a giant stucco hot-​dog-​and-​bun-​shaped hot dog stand. There really was no discussion– I found the next turn out, did an illegal U-​turn, and went back for the best foot-​long I have ever had. In all honesty, I’ve had plenty of dogs that were *supposed* to be foot-​long, but they were not… Two short dogs in one long bun, two buns for a long skinny dog, even two short dogs in two short buns laid end-​to-​end… This thing was none of those. It was girthy, like a hefty sausage, but at least a full 12″ long. I actually had to use two hands to maneuver it. Put a video camera in front of me, and I’d think I was Pamela Anderson.
And tasty, can’t forget that. Juicy, smothered in fixin’s… I can’t say for certain, but I’m reasonably sure this dog tasted so much better than Tommy Lee on a good day. At least, I would hope so.
The downside– How often are you in Conifer?