Folks, we have a hot-dog standoff happening right now, right down here on the flower-besotted, layabout-dotted Arcata Plaza, where the statue of Prez McKinley generally rules as the more constant source of rankle. Yes, hot dogs — but no fear, some are tofu! And organic! Relax, troglodytes — some are regular, too. The battle is not over the dogs’ Arcatan correctness, nor over their promoted benefits or non-benefits to the local digestive system. It is a war of ideals […] between entrepreneurs, both affable guys actually, of rather different intensities.
An investigation by the North Coast Journal of the head-butting hot dog guys. There can be only one! I really want to know what Luke (of Luke’s Joint) thinks of this. He was meatmongering on the Plaza before either of these dudes, amirite? (Actually, I don’t know if that’s true, anybody know?)
I love the part where Newman scopes out the sweet behind-Toby’s cart spot. Dude, that’s where Victor sells burritos. Step off!