Fabu Franks

Now, you know I love*love*love hot dogs. I think that tube steak is God's gift to humanity, one of the best foods in the world.

Okay, so that disqualifies me as a food snob. So what?

I've probably consumed my weight in hot dogs in my lifetime but never before have I taken a bite and stopped short with my eyes popped open. That's exactly what happened when I took my first bite of a Coleman natural uncured beef hot dog. I can state categorically that, among packaged hot dogs (as opposed to fresh sausages in the butcher's case), these are the best I have ever tasted and, believe me, I've tasted my share.

I have struggled to describe what is so compelling about these dogs. They aren't bigger or saltier or anythinger than other hot dogs, except they are better. Faintly smoky in taste (but not overwhelmingly fake-smoky like some barbecue sauces), lightly salty, nicely meaty - it's not really the parts, you see, it's the sum, and the balance. They don't lend themselves to analysis, just to enjoyment. These are some truly fabu franks.