When we lived in AZ, my biggest regret was not coming here. I've always wanted to try it.

Doing our road tripping this week, I was able to. 

Parking was easy for a weekday...we went in - through the wrong door. Oops. The server who was stocking things seemed surprised, but rolled with it. She said we could sit anywhere we wanted (we were a party of three). We chose a table for 6 so we could spread out a little and not be so squished. She immediately snapped, "Not that - it's for 6 people." I almost said, "Then don't tell us we can sit wherever we want..." I refrained. That surly girl nearly spoiled it, but luckily our server saved the day.

I saw the hot dog...you know, the 22 inch insane monster on the menu. I split it with my friend. We didn't even finish it. It was delicious, if a bit salty. I knew it was a salt overload because in under an hour my fingers were swollen. :( Oh salt, why must I love you yet be so affected by you?

We didn't finish it, but definitely enjoyed it. If I get this again when in town, I'll get it plain and still split it with a friend.