Results tagged “hotdogs”

With health care reform looming, everyone's worried about how to cut costs. When everyone's insured, won't premiums go through the roof? One way to fight freaky fees is to keep patients out of the hospital once they've been in. The Berkshire Medical Center is trying exactly this in a program designed to cut down on hospital patient recidivism. Among the tips and tricks used are encouraging heart patients to avoid hot dogs, which are so full of sodium that they can promote fluid retention and trigger heart trouble. Staying frank-free is harder than you might think, though, especially around Independence Day: this July 4, one Berkshire Medical patient chowed down on a dog; she was back in the Center the next day.

Yeah, we're not gonna lie. We go to Castle Island for the hot dogs. If you're familiar with this South Boston landmark, then you know what we're talking about. The most prominent feature of Castle Island is the historic Fort Independence, but the area is valued by locals for its walking paths, playground and picnic area, beautiful views of Boston Harbor, and the hot dogs.

Hot dogs are a great food because they can easily be a snack OR a meal. At Bad Dawgs on Massachusetts Avenue near Symphony Hall, hot dogs come alone or in pairs and with a wide array of toppings to fill all of your hot dog needs.

Speed's Hot Dogs was spotlighted as a top dog by the Wall Street Journal. Raymond Sokolov waxes rhapsodic about his discovery in a Roxbury parking lot, which he deems "untrendy":

Bostonist tends not to eat at places with the word “junkyard” in their name, but when the food is as good as at Spike’s Junkyard Dogs, rules can be broken. Spike’s offers up hot dogs, chicken sandwiches, subs, salads, and wings (plus burgers at the Somerville and Boylston branches) that are quick, inventive, and delicious.

Maybe it was being in L.A. one night after the Oscars, so the magic of the stars could rub off on them (because when you think "glamour", you think Coen Brothers). Maybe it wasn't. Probably it had a lot to do with the injury-riddled, overmatched Clippers. But whatever the reason, the results speak for themselves: the C's blasted LA last night, and come home with a 2-game winning streak.

--So there was this blizzard in 1978, and the blizzard was ridiculous. But a blizzard can't be that bad if you get trapped at the Garden with color TV, beer, and hot dogs. [Boston Globe]

For the past few months, Bostonist has engaged in a scientific experiment. We've been sniffing around T stops to find out which ones are the most pleasant and which ones are an offense to the olfactory nerves. Each day this week, we'll evaluate the odors you will find at various T stops.

For the past few months, Bostonist has engaged in a scientific experiment. We've been sniffing around T stops to find out which ones are the most pleasant and which ones are an offense to the olfactory nerves. Each day this week, we'll evaluate the odors you will find at various T stops. Today, we'll breathe in the Green Line--slowly: BU Stops (all of them): Natty Light, vodka, wet UGGS, Acqua di Gio cologne, raging...

Sometimes, we in Boston take our Sox for granted forget how good we've got it. That's why every so often, the Bostonist Sports Department likes to hit the road and investigate the conditions at other ballparks around the land. So we found ourselves in Pittsburgh this weekend, watching the woeful Pirates play the hapless Reds at the sublime PNC Park. We forget just how lucky we are, when we hear mutterings from a Pittsburgh...

--Some hot dogs are just too hot to handle, at least in Franklin. Two women, Stacey Bower and Sonjalea Katz, were selling "hottie dogs," and the town commissioner stopped it because they didn't have the right permit. The Milford Daily News has a picture of Katz and Bower. Their food van is indeed named "hottie dogs," and they are wearing tank tops, but we can't for the life of us understand what is so threatening...

Seattlest has a talk with the photographer from last week's "Segway Mom" and then experiences some dissension in the ranks over the question of wine vs. beer. It's not West Side Story, but about as close as they'll get. They're also still waiting on some inbox relief after a spammer is arrested. As Chicagoist counts down the days to its third anniversary party, they found all-organic pizza to be underwhelming amidst the hoopla, tried...

Blades of Glory fills a specific comedy niche - the nuts 'n' butts genre. There's nut jokes, butt jokes, and body-part jokes galore. Despite the emphasis on the pratfall and the gross-out joke, Will Ferrell and Jon Heder's brand of physical comedy pulls the sloppy script up a few notches. Even though all sports have been satirized to death, figure skating truly deserves mockery. As Chazz Michael Michaels, a male Tonya Harding, Will Ferrell resembles...

Bostonist says skip the box of Russell Stovers, the $300 10-course prix fixe, wine not included, even skip those fuzzy pink monkeys holding feather-petaled roses from the 7-11, and show your love with premium meat products! That's right! Stay in with your sweetie and cook up a big choucroute garnie, the classic Alsatian winter dish of sauerkraut and sausages.

Ah, finally, a break from Aqua Teen Hunger Force … When the chips are down for the local sports teams, it's time to talk about what players, coaches, owners, and GMs are doing in their spare time. They're getting busy. In what would have been a major local story were it not for a certain cup, cluster o' fries, and a "meat wad," word leaked out that Red Sox GM Theo Epstein got hitched -...

We don't know about you, but it's been friggin warm out there. Well, not for some of you. It seems as though places that are supposed to be cold are warm and places that are supposed to be warm are cold. Or maybe that's just us. Either way, it's just confusing. Austinist said goodbye to their co-editor (sell-out) and played rumor monger on the SXSW lineup. And when dozens of dead birds littered downtown...

Torontoist visits the site of a new Frank Gehry structure, stalks "the elusive Bahamas streetcar", and watches Tom Green get surgery.

Today's Globe ran a feature on the front page (!) about hot dogs. Not just hot dogs, but branded meat – specifically marketed to Patriots fans. We remember the day when we first saw a Fenway Frank package in the grocery store – you can be sure that Dad had them in the steamer that night. The first person we catch going up to the concession stand at Gillette and asking for a "Patriots Sack Attack Mild Italian Sausage" by name might just get a punch in the face. The premise of the marketing scheme seems valid: bratwurst, sausage, hot dogs all are grilled up when you're tailgating, and even at home when you're having people over to watch the game so why not stick a Flying Elvis on them to help move the meat off the supermarket shelves. Though we're not quite sure about the title of the Globe's article - "First and Ten, Grill one Again" - is this some sort of new meat eating game to replace our football drinking? If so, please tell us the rules. All told we may just stick with the Fenway Frank, even through the winter months, but have our Flutie Flakes for breakfast.

Hey, don’t laugh - you know you’ve been there. Wandering the display floor in search of that perfect sidetable or hopelessly lost in the warehouse trying to find aisle 16 bin 35, you suddenly feel weak, beaten. Hungry. Luckily, IKEA is there for you with prefab dishes served cafeteria style in a sterile yet oddly welcoming atmosphere. Their food, like their products, varies in quality from “not-so-hot” to “pretty-ok-actually-especially-since-it-cost-almost-nothing”, but by using some discretion and common sense, hungry shoppers can recharge and relax for under six bucks a person.

Tuesday 5/30

Recipe for a most excellent Sunday: 1 invigorating hour - MIT Flea 1 generous heap - B-side brunch 2 folded bundles - Sunday papers 1 shared pint - fro-yo at Café Kiraz Prep your appetite with a stroll through the Albany Street garage during one of MIT’s legendary swap-fests. Who can pass up a cache of vintage Furbies for five bucks apiece? The Flea does offer sustenance by way of sausage sandwiches, chili, and hot...

For years, Spike's Junkyard Dogs has been serving up some of the best hot dogs and grilled chicken sandwiches in Allston (and apparently in many locations in Rhode Island, too). Bostonist is excited to share that recently, David Drake's "highly successful" fast food business (named after his bulldog, Spike), has opened another location on the corner of Mass Ave and Boylston (also, soon to come to Davis Square), in the space that used to house...

During the off-season, Fenway Park underwent some drastic changes, including the removal of the glass from the .406 Club and the creation of the EMC Club, as well as the Home Plate Pavilion just above it. Last night, Bostonist had the good fortune to sit in the new EMC Club, for the first home game against the Yankees, no less, and we thought we'd gloat share. We arrived early enough to take in what might...

Bostonist is pumped to have the Red Sox kick off their post-season against the Chicago White Sox today. In the battle of the distinctly colored socks, the two teams will start today at 4p.m., meaning Bostonist (and a few other Bostonians) will be sneaking out of work a bit early this afternoon to see how Clement and the boys do in the South Side. Bostonist hearts the city of Chicago as well as our relatives...

And finally, on Sunday, there is The Friends Of Lady K Benefit at Great Scott with USAISAMONSTER. So go out and have fun!