To the dismay of regular customers, Zog's Dogs, the Financial District's premier purveyor of cooked sausage and interpretive dance, has closed. Where will we find a place that offers customers their portrait rendered in ketchup and mustard? Or a launching pad for hot dogs bound for outer space? Blame it on tofu, greens and a healthy suspicion of tubes containing pork byproducts. Feeling of nostalgiaAs an unbiased observer with no background in the culinary properties of tube steaks, I would say that the stand had the best hot dogs in the city. [...] whether it was the Bobo, an organic dog on a wheat bun for bourgeois bohemians or the killer french fries - it can now be told that the secret was frying those taters in soy oil rather than lard - the regulars are inconsolable. "Hot dogs evoke that nostalgic feel of picnics and families," Cassidy says. [...] the devastated reaction. Using GPS, the launchers were able to locate the parcel so Herzog could take a big bite for the camera.
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