Diet, what diet?

Seriously guys, I have a problem. A juicy meat cooked to just the right snap of skin stuck between a toasty bun and topped with mayo problem.

• Sandy’s a bitch? Time to eat a hot dog. A great meal on the outside grill for those without power…. except we had power.
• It’s election night? Time to eat a hot dog. It’s the American thing to do.
• It’s the first nor’easter of the season? Time to eat a hot dog. Chestnuts hot dogs roasting on an open fire outside grill.

If I eat any more hot dogs I’m going to look like this.

I also skipped my weight watchers meeting today. What? I had other obligations….