No trip to Chicago is complete without a pilgrimage to Hot Doug's
The answer apparently involves a good deal of encased meat magic, various incarnations of duck fat, and the unyielding - even combative - dedication to crafting the magnificently mundane that seems to mark today’s great culinary craftsmen.
And that's apparently good news - as you can tell from the line at Hot Doug's at 10:45am on a weekday: IN THE RAIN!
You should note that the first time my buddy took me to Hot Doug's it was FEB. He picked me up from Chicago O’Hare and drove straight there. It was in the low 20s and snowing . . . and the line was LONGER.
The place is open every day, but always has the air of a county fair. The pumped crowd jamms in . . .
The crew is slammin . . .
And it all boils down to this . . .
From the top left corner working around clockwise, we have:
- The Sally Vega (homemade corn dog)
- Duck fat fries
- Another Sally Vega we really didn’t order
- The Dog (Chicago-style steamed dog with all the trimmings)
- The Kira Knightly (fire dog with hot relish & peppers)
- The Atomic Bomb (spicy pork sausage w/chipotle-honey mustard & cranberry-chipotle cheddar)
Two minutes in:
Seven minutes in:
3324 North California
Chicago, IL 60618