Ahhh frankfurts. I recall my childhood days, days spent pondering the mysteries of this world of ours. Why is it called a Frankfurt, I'd wonder. Such a strange and exotic name for what was such a mundane item.
You know, if I had to rate these foods (in terms of the classic, definitive example) I'd almost have to rate Frankfurts as #1. Then I remembered The Sandwich...Nah! What do you think, Dear Reader? Perhaps I'll hafta figure out how to set up a survey here.
But I digress. This photo was an act of desperation – it's not your classic Frankfurt – but it was taken there, only minutes after the now famous "Look Ma, a weeener daawg!" comment was heard. I wouldn’t try those links with safesearch off, kids ;)
* Stop press! Germans really love their sausage.
You know, if I had to rate these foods (in terms of the classic, definitive example) I'd almost have to rate Frankfurts as #1. Then I remembered The Sandwich...Nah! What do you think, Dear Reader? Perhaps I'll hafta figure out how to set up a survey here.
But I digress. This photo was an act of desperation – it's not your classic Frankfurt – but it was taken there, only minutes after the now famous "Look Ma, a weeener daawg!" comment was heard. I wouldn’t try those links with safesearch off, kids ;)
* Stop press! Germans really love their sausage.
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