today i’m going to eat at rutt’s hut, which i saw on a tv show about hot dogs and is, coincidentally, in clifton, nj which is mere miles from my boss’s house, so she is taking me, and her husband and young daughter are going as well. and kirk too.
the hot dogs are deep fried. i’m hoping that there are other deep fried items as well…maybe a snickers bar. that would be optimal.
i’m also deciding whether to have a “ripper” (a hot dog deep fried long enough to tear open) or a “cremator” (a hot dog deep fried to the point of black incineration). maybe i get one, and kirk gets the other, and we split them.
it’s nice to have this be the main problem on a friday afternoon.
kirk got off at 1:00, but my boss and i can’t leave until 4:30. so he’s killing time, so to speak, by seeing the devil’s rejects, which is the new rob zombie movie. i won’t go see crap like this normally, or at least i won’t admit to going to see this crap normally. so kirk can see it, because he likes gorefests. nothing, i suppose, like a cross-country murder spree followed by deep fried red meat.
then afterwards, we are going to holsten’s ice cream in bloomfield, new jersey. my boss’s husband is bringing his camera, so i should have documentary evidence of all the overindulgence to post shortly.
i know you are interested. enthralled, even.
i had a light salad with grilled tofu and edamame for lunch, so i am more than ready.
bring it on, baby.