Fact: I am a scientist.
Fact: I am a little crazy.
Fact: Crazy scientists’ hair shoots straight out of their heads when they’re excited by a brilliant idea.
…Okay, so I have slightly fault logic. But if it were true, a lot of shoppers at the grocery store would have doubled over laughing at my 2-foot-long blonde afro as I walked down the cheese aisle last week!
I had been moping over the impending end to the baseball season, especially after my Oakland A’s lost Game 5 to Detroit, and began to feel a steadily swelling craving for… Yeah, a hot dog.
Now I haven’t eaten one of those salty processed concoctions in about 10 years, not since my first (and last) visit to Dodger Stadium with my dad. Of course we had to get Dodger dogs, it was Dodger Stadium! But hot dogs settle in my gut and give my hiccups a strange meaty taste for days afterwards… Hence, no indulgences since then.
Yet as I passed the cheddar and Monterey Jack, I realized that string cheese is almost the exact size and shape of a hot dog! True, it doesn’t taste a thing like the ballpark… But it’s just as messy and just as satisfying!