Outside of things that end in “chan” or “gate,” nothing has done more to turn the internet into the trash heap that it is than one terrible question: Is a hot dog a sandwich? Now, those evil words have found victims inside the Buffalo Bills locker room.
In this strange age of pizza shaming, when Pizzeria Uno has rebranded as Uno’s Chicago Grill, California Pizza Kitchen is deemphasizing flatbread in favor of tequila and quinoa, Domino’s is hawking cheesesteaks, and even Papa Goddamn John is hard-selling chicken poppers, Pizza Hut is staying true to the game.
If you’ve ever been in the meat aisle of the grocery store getting ready for a party and trying to figure out how much chuck you need to make burgers, but then decided, “Nah, this is too hard, we’ll just do hot dogs,” then this post is for you. Grilling hot dogs is an American pastime for everyone, including your…
Candlestick's out and Levi's Stadium has been officially christened as the new home of the San Francisco 49ers. The brand-spanking-new site is all kinds of wired up and ready to receive upwards of 70,000 smartphone-wielding fans. I went behind the scenes to see how the tech has come together. Are you ready for…
Joey Chestnut ate 61 hot dogs today to win his eighth straight Nathan's hot dog eating contest for the men, while Miki Sudo won the women's competition with 34. But we know what you're here for. You want high-quality photos of sweaty hot dog eaters in action, right? Hell yeah you do. You're welcome.
"I wasn't talking about the hot dog." There's nothing, nothing better in sportscasting than the awkward silence after one member of a broadcast booth decides to let you know he likes a fan's breasts.
This is the picture of the season. This jersey should be in Cooperstown. When you walk into the Hall of Fame—No! The Library of Congress—you should be greeted by a life-sized bronze sculpture of Jose Valverde and his hot dog jersey, because it's a goddamned national treasure.
Happy birthday, America, and try not to kill yourself today. We knew the inherent dangers of errant fireworks and binge drinking, two hallmarks of this annual birthday rite. Now we learn this week that another summer tradition — the hot-dog chugging race — can also result in near-death experiences, if not outright…
When CNN ditched Sports Illustrated as its in-house sports arm and instead went to new acquisition Bleacher Report last month, we were alarmed. After all, SI has decades of work attesting to its journalistic pedigree while b/r has this. We expected Bleacher Report to quickly drag CNN down to its "cesspool."
So, as many of us now know, the Texas Rangers have some absurd hot dog that costs close to $30. It's a testament to the American spirit and Texas in particular. The bigger the better. It's also perfect "human interest" fodder for visiting team crews to discuss when they roll in to town.
We wrote a few weeks ago about the Texas Rangers' $26 hot dogs, and the ESPN crew decided to order a few up to the booth during last night's broadcast. If all three of those were consumed in their entirety, I have to imagine the pressbox was a pretty miserable place to be by the end of the ballgame.
After public outcry and questioning regarding the Texas Rangers' plan to sell a $26 hot dog this season, team owner/president Nolan Ryan took to the Galloway & Company program on KESN-FM 103.3 in Dallas to profess his own curiosity about the behemoth frankfurter. He spoke about it in such a particular manner that…
Part of the appeal of ballpark food is its in-your-face unhealthiness, as evidenced by the recent proliferation of all-you-can-eat sections. Well, the Texas Rangers now intend to bring gluttony at the ol' ballgame to a whole new level. Behold, the Champion Dog:
America smells heavily of sweat. Sweat and old takeout—a lingering, clotted odor, a hybrid of a gas leak and authentic home cooking. This is my first time smelling or seeing the country. I arrived three days ago, Heathrow to JFK, having never crossed the Atlantic before. Now after a long and hot subway ride, I'm at…
You know, Sluggerrr is quite terrifying when you really look at him. But no one has more to fear from the Royals mascot than John Coomer, who testified this week that he suffered a severe eye injury when he was the target of a thrown hot dog in 2009.