<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>Peter Warcaof</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>CGDA Benefactor</strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div>Jaclyn mentions hotdogs and my vendor.  I look around and yes, as calculated.<em>Hee-hee!</em><strong>“As it so happens, oddly, we’ve walked to within a half block of hotdog mecca.”</strong><br/><br/>I take a half step turn and begin a walk for my vendor.<strong>“Did you know it was none other than Humphrey Bogart who said ‘A hot dog at the ballpark is better than a steak at the Ritz’?”</strong><br/><br/>As we progress toward the event, we pass a newlywed couple.<div class="floatright">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2h731hy.jpg)</div><strong>“Who knows they may be descendants of Bogart.  Ha!”</strong><br/><br/>I smile and nod at the couple.  I turn back to Jaclyn to explain our journey takes us a bit farther,<strong>“I’m sure their vendor is quite good Jaclyn, but <span class="bbc_u">my</span> vendor, a few steps more is reliable and an astute sausagiere if there is such a word.”</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2qxc3nb.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>Mr. Frank Dawg</strong></div></div>Then within steps of my vendor, we’re greeted,<em>“Mr. Warcaof, PW, I was alerted to your visit.  I know.  I know.  The usual.  You’ll apply your own extra toppings.”</em><br/><br/>I take the dog.<strong>“Allow me to introduce Ms. Jaclyn Rosendahl.  I’m sure she will have her own desires for partaking.  I’d offer you this one Jaclyn, but it is not proper.  It’s like ketchup on a hotdog in Chicago.  Jaclyn, the estimable Mr. Frank Dawg!”</strong><br/><br/><em>“Of course Mr. Warcaof.  What’ll you have Blondie?  Some of my regulars let me decide, others, like PW here, want to do the toppings themselves.  The jalapenos are popular today—no doubts, the hotties are hellacious today. . . . So how many there, Blondie?”</em><br/>