Day 67 (of 365)
Never having achieved the opulence of its blood-blooded (and dare I say creepy) cousin- liver pate, hot dogs have been relegated to a spot near the bottom of the gastronomic food-chain.
On a related note (just bear with me), running around one of the larger lakes this morning, I couldn’t help but notice the abundance of ice shanties clustered near the shore- like picnic ants on a summer fruit salad. Memory and recall are curious contrivances. The winter scene brought me to reflections on a run, long past, that I had taken through a local nature preserve. On that occasion, I happened to fall in stride, serendipitously, with another runner and idly struck up a conversation on the nature of effort. As it turns out, my running companion was a practicing Buddhist monk. I lamented to him that on many occasions I had not achieved those milestones that I had set. His response seemed patronizing. “You have tried. That is what matters.” Undoubtedly, such a (seemingly) pat statement is the elixir prescribed to be mindlessly spit out toward the runner-up, the also-ran (for their benefit, of course). Regardless, I smiled, thanked my running companion, and held on to the statement. Fast forward a few years. Today I took out the statement and chewed on it. (What else could I do for 18 miles?) After turning it over several times, I finally recognized the unquestionable beauty and license. So few times are we allowed to enjoy the journey, to wear our efforts as a badge of accomplishment. No more. It is time to embrace willful exuberance- in effort, in toeing the line, in consciously being nice to others.
Oh, little hot dog, your day in the sun will soon be upon us. Your outward ascendency may not be equal that of liver pate. This aside, your endeavors in feeding the hungry masses at picnics, ball games, and family reunions speak volumes of your character. The time has come for you to embrace the journey. Effort is manifest in Technicolor on the canvas of life.
Fry in a pan, about 10 minutes
1 T butter
4 hot dogs, diced and sliced
½ white onion
1T hot chili powder mix from Penzey’s Spices
½ C tomato soup (straight from the can, unprepared)
Simmer for 5 minutes.
1 C shredded cheddar cheese
Heat until the cheese is melted.
Serve on breadsticks or big pretzels.
Its good. The hot chili powder gave the dip some zip. (Poetry). Many will make chili dip, who is willing to make it with hot dogs? Chin up, tiny frankfurter- you rock.