As we sat outside at Dogtown, on Monroe Avenue, that’s what Heather said after a few bites. “These are not just hot dogs. They are something more.”
A few minutes later, in between bites I heard, “I’m sorry I’m not talking to you.”
And then a few minutes later, “That was amazing. We are so coming back here.”

Unintentionally, I cropped the picture as such…. hmmmm. So, we decided to caption this “the gratuitous cleavage picture.” I do have a marvelous view when I’m dining with Heather. Note the Saranac Root Beer!
To all of Heather’s comments I just nodded my head in agreement. With a hot-dog-filled smile.