Last night I met someone for drink, and as we walked down the strip from bar to bar, I asked if Frankfurter’s is still doing business—it’s a hot dog place near the college where I worked.
Well it’s now a Cajun restaurant.
May 2011
A friend and I were laughing about the Mayan calendar hysteria, when we walked into Frankfurter’s.
The owner stood behind counter stone-faced listening to my jibes. He asked for our orders, and I ordered two dogs with mustard and sauerkraut and a Big Red.
As the owner rang up my order, he paused, looked up and said with a blissful smile, “You’re wrong about the Mayan calendar, bro.”
“I am?”
“Yeah. 2012 is gonna bring a new world. It’s gonna bring a new economy—an economy of love, bro.”
“Magnificent,” I said.
“The world’s gonna run on love,” he continued with a smile. “That’ll be $8.79 for the two dogs and the drink.”
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