Stanton Means, a 48-old hot dog afficionado-turned-blogger from Charleston,
W.Va., figures he downs nearly a dozen dogs every month while running the Web
"In our culture, it's definitely a staple," said Means, who prefers his
franks topped with chili, cole slaw, mustard and onions. "I often say that it's
an obligatory item for a menu in West Virginia. If you have a restaurant, you
have to have a hot dog, even if it's not a hot dog type restaurant."
But if he's cooking for friends, Means admits that even the
finest-grade frank doesn't hold a candle to whatever's on sale at the grocery
store — Oscar Mayer, Ball Park or otherwise.
"We'll probably look at price point, more than taste," he said. "If I'm
buying wieners just to make hot dogs for a picnic, I'm buying the cheap
All of this success has gone to Stanton's head. My salary has gone from 2 hot dog lunches per year to $225,000 with the only added responsibility being carrying Stanton's jewel-encrusted pimp cup around while we are at the club.