Since my little Indian food adventure turned out all right, I figured I could expand my Open culinary horizons. So I ate four hot dogs.
There are three varieties of frankfurter on sale here: the basic All Beef ($4.50), the Kosher Jumbo ($5.50), and the Coney Island Footlong ($6.00).
Let’s get one thing out of the way right now: the "Jumbo" is precisely the same size as the All Beef. They are indistinguishable in every other respect, too. One might be slightly darker in color than the other, but right off the bat I mixed the two up, and there was not any way of telling them apart, let alone telling which was better. Oh, and the bun on one of them was a little more toasted, whatever that means. So the (marginally) cheaper All Beef is your better bet by default. The Footlong maybe had more of that artificial-casing "snap"? Maybe? Possibly not. But it was indeed a long dog, and so ends up being the better deal, if you consider paying $6 for a hot dog to be a "deal."
It should be noted that none of these mediocre entries were helped by the gross French’s-style yellow mustard which the Open dispenses like methadone around the grounds.
Then I ventured a few feet past the entrance to the tournament, to a vendor selling — what else?! — hot dogs. The frankfurter here cost $2, was warmer and better than the ones inside, and the vendor had brown mustard, or whatever you call the kind with the little mustard seeds that’s not Grey Poupon.
I am all in favor of purchasing the most expensive option in almost every case. But not with hot dogs. And not at the U.S. Open. Apparently.
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