Lunch Time Coney Baloney (poem) by Patrick A Granfors on AuthorsDen

Lunch Time Coney Baloney
by Patrick A Granfors → (All Poetry by Patrick A Granfors)
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There is a significant gastronomical chasm between a Coney Island Hot Dog and your typical, or even atypical Chili Dog. A rare gem amongst clumps of coal. Photo:newyork.joonbug.com

The weeks of eating twigs and leaves Had finally run its course So after all the blood tests I planned to eat just like a horse Now I’m not talking oats and hay I’m saying oink oink like a hog There was just one thing to hit the spot A giant Coney Dog With greasy spiced beef & mustard Onions piled up to the sky Speak of moderation And I’ll sock you in the eye But here in LA County Sadly chili dogs abound Genuine Coney Island Dogs Are scarcely ever found More elusive than the Sasquatch I could not believe my eyes When I found one on the internet After half a dozen tries Out in Flintridge La Canada~ North of the City of LA A speedy half an hour’s drive Just a bit out of my way So I jumped into my trusty steed And put the pedal to the floor As my gut began to grumble Anticipating gluttony galore Very soon I was at heaven’s door I could hardly stay composed I just stared at the window’s sign It read “sorry business closed” I guess things happen for a reason As I scanned the sign with dread I could have saved some disappointment If I’d only called ahead Copyright 2009 Patrick A. Granfors

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on February 1, 2010

Dogs from Coney island and Nathans are the best...ed

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Hahahaha!!! Probably in your best interest the place was closed, Patrick. Loved the lyrical lilt of your write. Great!!!

Anna

Reviewed by kg cummings

besides rhyme and rhythm being right on the mark, the humor in this piece carried all the way through. the good thing about food chains is if you have a taste for what they have, they are everywhere. But there is nothing like the specialty foods that make us think of home! Great piece. Kathy

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on January 30, 2010

Before I left California, there was a small chain of hot dog stands known as "Der Weinerschnitzerl" (sp) ... 'course that was the late 60's but dude they were great. Good luck

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Wow - a man on a mission. Hope you found some sort of substitute!

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

VERY NICE POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Eat in New York one of those hot-dogs with all the trims (onions, mustard, and many other unmentionables)on a hot bun, and man! that was one mean lunch washed down with...a Coors of course! (but why you need to drink it wrapped with a brown paper bag? New Yorkers are weird!(LOL)

Georg

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Reviewed on January 29, 2010

Chicago Kosher style hot dogs are steamed, New York Kosher style hot dogs are grilled... My first "fast food" way back in 1942 were Chicago Kosher style hot dogs that, to this day, I still love, and there are a few places in the valley that do make a really good, Chicago style Vienna hot dog. You name it, Patrick, I'll meet you there and even pop for lunch.
Mark

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Every once in awhile I get a craving for Cajun dogs. Bad for me, like the Italian ham my grandmother used to make by hand and I can find at the local deli. What can you do? Yes, a little message from up yonder there, Patrick. This is too funny! And great rhythm. Thanks for the chuckles...Lin

Reviewed by George Carroll

Love those dogs also and a nice salami sandwich on the side. A rare treat now and then, and maybe some pork spare ribs for supper, thrown in.

George

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

You should try one of Big Tommy's on Pico and Sawtelle in West LA. Great stuff man!!! And open for biz. 24/7!!!!!!

Reviewed by Paul Berube

lol Well done, Patrick. Coney dog stands and restaurants abound here in New England, however. Wish you were here?

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Patrick, The gods are trying to look after you, but, you have to give them a chance, ha, watch out for that happy reaper, he knows after to the poor little porky, comes the dorky, ha, but I did the same as you today, I cheated, I had a char of Bismark Herring, it's an aquired taste from very early motherhood times, but still in my psyche, usually, I have something to still my appetite before I get to the very hungry stage and get tempted, I do the same for sex, if you know what I mean. Ouch, darn it, where did you come from, anyway, got to go. Jasmin Horst