“Has anyone got a
meat-coloured nail polish please?”
This beauty blog has quickly
morphed into a food blog – apologies to anyone I’m making hungry. Just take
comfort in the fact you are not alone, our waistbands our expanding together.
Hot dogs are my favourite
food. There, I confessed. I know they’re gross, and I know all the nasties in
them are likely to contribute to my demise, but seeing a sign for a footlong
hot dog never fails to put a smile on my face.
I’ve been talking about
Bubbledogs for at least a year – it’s a Champagne Bar that only serves hot
dogs. I’m not overly fussed with Champagne – give me a G&T any day, but I’m
willing to make allowances when the hot dog menu is so good. For no reason in
particular, it’s taken me a while to visit. With it being my
birthday weekend, I put Bubbledogs top of the places I wanted to visit. I feel
sorry for the girls at work, because it must be all they've heard me talk about this week.
Friday night arrived and off
we trotted to 70 Charlotte Street, to be told at Bubbledogs that the wait was
an hour and a half. Quelle horreur! With a charming Draft House round the
corner to keep us entertained, our names went on the list – an iPad to be
precise. Despite being told there was a long wait, they had us inside within 30
minutes *high five*.
Choosing which hot dog to go
for was tricky, ohhh the choice! In the end, three hot dogs arrived between two
of us – hey, it was a birthday celebration okay?!
Here are the chosen ones:
Sloppy Joe - Bubbledogs beef chilli, cheddar cheese & chopped onions.
Mac Daddy - Macaroni
& cheese, crispy onions, and bacon bits.
Reuben - Grilled
sauerkraut, russian dressing, melted Swiss cheese.
They were all delicious.
Ditto the sweet potato fries.
Of course, no meal at
Bubbledogs is complete without a hot dog manicure…
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