Another Chicago Hot Dog
Being stuck with a three hour delay at O'Hare (surprise, suprise) fortunately had a silver lining: I now had enough time to grab a Chicago hot dog again. Yum. (Dan Ryan's should be ashamed of itself.) One of these days, someone is going to have to show me how to eat one of those things without all of those great sport pepper and pickle wedge toppings falling off though.
Quick note to self: next time you need to head out of O'Hare's international Terminal 5, go check out the allegedly famous Gold Coast Dogs at the food court there. I wish I could have gone there today, but I didn't think that I could get into the international terminal with a domestic ticket. At least there were plenty of stands here in Terminal 2 that I could grab a hot dog at, even if they weren't the famous Gold Coast Dogs. (I'm not sure what makes them so different, but I want to find out.)