Day 113: Pocket Dogs
We watched the Flames fizzle out tonight over pocket dogs.
For those of you who have never been to the Saddledome, pocket dogs are a delicacy often referenced by George S. on CBC TV’s The Hour. I have never had the pleasure of one; had it not been for George I wouldn’t have known what our neighbor was talking about when he suggested we make them tonight when a bunch of us converged at our place to watch game 7.
To make one, you first gut a section of baguette. At the ‘dome, they have a sort of probe that pulls out the innards and toasts it at the same time. Since this kitchen gizmo is not yet mainstream, I used my fingers. The plan was to torch the insides to toast it, but I just now realized I forgot that part.
You then stuff it with a dog, and, traditionally, any combination of ranch dressing, neon cheese goo, ketchup, mustard, relish and something else I’m not thinking of. We stuffed ours with grilled chicken-apple and mild Italian sausages from Spolumbos, caramelized onions, and of course ketchup and mustard.
My friend A, the forgotten vegetarian, ate the leftover carrot soup from last night, and thankfully brought a killer plate of hummus.
Although I know she ground some cumin seed for it, I don’t have her recipe, so you’ll have to try mine.
April 22 2008 | sandwiches | 4 Comments »
