Now the latest exciting entry.... filed in North Carolina
She made a hamburger with the same condiments and additional ingredients. Later she started making the hamburgers with mayo lettuce and tomato. BUT the buns were always steamed.
Even if you went to a café and ordered a hotdog or hamburger, you got a steamed bun, I liked that. THEN I left home and joined the military and learned that everyone other places did not make sandwiches like my mama. I never will forget ordering a hotdog at the ‘Slopchute’, “You mean a coney island?” the guy asked.
“Is that a hot dog?” Ignorant me asked.
“Yeah man, here you go, enjoy.”
The dude handed me a cold bun with a wiener in it.
“Where is the rest of my hot dog?” this young private asked.
“Over on the bar man, where you been?”
I went over to a little bar that had a ketchup bottle and a mustard jar. There were little packs of relish. ‘They sure don’t know what a real hot dog is,’ I thought.
I’m just fussing because I never get a steamed bun anymore. I guess it is too much trouble. I sure miss it though and it has been over fifty years.
In Valdese, NC you could get great sandwiches at the ‘Rat Hole’.
In Belmont, NC you got the best sandwiches at the East End Drug store, Dairy Queen or the What-a-burger. I thought What-a-Burger was dead, but while traveling in Texas we saw one. We had to stop and get a What-a-Burger, but they weren’t as good or as big, as the fifties burgers. But then what is?
I am a soup and sandwich man. In Cuba we learned to eat the ‘pressed Cuban’ it is a delicious sandwich of mixed meat (I never asked what kind).
Enjoy a sandwich today, you can have big meal come Thanksgiving.
Thanks for coming by the log.
I AM THANKFUL: FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT, BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.