Good Dog Hot Dogs deserve justice, and justice tastes amazing.  So, for my second review I figured I would do the first one again.  You should continue reading this because this time I have pictures, and am not writing my review several months after my visit.

My father accompanied me on this particular voyage.  When I started a food truck blog it peeked his interest in the phenomena (also it might have been my talking about all these food trucks around the poor man for far too long now... maybe).  So, it turned out that on this particular day, the twentieth of April, we agreed to meet in the parking lot of The Menil Collection, where Good Dog Hot Dogs would be parked. 

The truck itself, as I have mentioned is my personal favorite. .  It is a converted short bus that is baby blue and egg shell color.  The logo itself was also prophetic, but that will be mentioned later.

I went up to the truck and mentioned I was starting a food truck blog and both people responsible for this delicious endeavor, Amalia Pferd and Daniel Caballero, came out to talk with me.  Amalia was schooled in the art of nom-craft at the Culinary Institute LeNotre, and she is usually to be found in the back of the bus.  Daniel takes the orders at the truck's window.  Both of them are the friendly and approachable sort.

Even as the truck was setting up there were some early comers and within ten minutes a sizeable line formed.

To add a touch of wonder to the experience, the truck was visited by its name sake, in the cutest possible form.

Its owner said it was a chiweenie, a chihuahua mixed with a dachshund, and it was basically a black hole of cute.  Perception and the amount of time you were actually wasting (both for you and the owner).  But, for the record the puppy didn't seem to mind.  It was teething, so I was at least something to chew on.

But enough of non-edible dogs, and on to the food.  The menu was next to the window and presented on a black-board.  So, for the curious here you are, with at least the version that I was presented with.

  The most popular menu item is the Ol' Zapata, and rightfully so.  My father ordered one of these, as well as an order of “truck made” chips.  I had tried my hand at making some German style slaw the weekend before, and so I went for the Sloppy Slaw Dog and an order of the potato salad.  So, here is the order:

The Slaw was made with apples and had a mayo base.  By itself it was a little bitter, but with the hot dog it was amazing.  The combined texture of the apples, bread, and hot dog was amazing.    There was also a bitter spice put into the slaw that I could have identified... If I wasn't to busy shoving the hot dog into my face.  I stopped long enough to showcase the Slow Dough Bread Co.'s product.

To fully explain just how good this bread is, I must explain its effect on my father.  He is a man in his mid-fifties, and this style of hot dog bun brought him back to his childhood.  He took a few bites, and paused long enough to tell me a story from when he was six (which given how good these hot dogs are is quite a feat).  He told me about how a nanny would come to baby sit him and his siblings, and would bring a clothes iron to toast hot dog buns that looked just like these.

I mentioned briefly  the Ol' Zapata in my first post, but truly it is a masterful hot dog.  It has the perfect blend of sweet, savory, and spicy.  Remember also that the ketchup has sriracha, a Thai hot sauce, in it, and is amazing.    

All in all, the experience was everything I remembered it to be and more.  The food was wonderful, the people were nice, and I saw my first chiweenie.

If you would like to find out where to find this mobile eatery, here is a QR link to their twitter feed.  Keep on truck’n and go forth and eat!

I had just entered "the twitter verse," for two reasons.  My main motivation was to track companies and interact with them like the young professional I was hoping to become.  My second reason was food, bizarre and mobile food, that existed somewhere on the streets of my city, Houston, Texas.  I had seen food trucks on the TV, and occasionally outside of a bar or two and these roving restaurants began to intrigue me.  I learned they could be found through twitter, and twitter alone.

So, after one night of combing the Internet for what would be my first food truck destination I found myself devoid of lunch plans, but filled with lunch possibilities.  I sat down and identified my target, Good Dog Hot Dogs, who were reported to be parked outside of the Antidote cafe.  I felt a sense of adventure as I set out on a longer than expected car ride, and finally arrived at my destination.

I live some distance from the heights, but always find it refreshing and comfortable when I’m there.  This experience was not an exception to that rule.  I walked up to the truck and placed my order at the baby blue converted school bus and went into Antidote and got a beer.  By the time I walked back outside my order of the Ol' Zapata was already being called out.  Their bread is perfect, and changed the way I prioritize the ingredients of all subsequent hot dogs.  They also mix a sriracha ketchup that gives the hot dog a little kick.  The dog itself had that ever so slight pop as I bit into the casing that makes for the idyllic hot dog experience.  So in fifteen minutes with minimal money spent, I left Antidote and the baby blue truck (which still happens to be my favorite food truck).

As an introductory experience into the world of underground gourmet Good Dog Hot Dogs was perfect.  They showcased the creativity, friendliness, and quality that are possible in a food truck.  After visiting them, I became hooked.

What will follow in future blogs will be an exploration of food trucks, and maybe the people I drag to them.  Tracking these nomadic nom-nom's down has started to tickle my inner hunter-gatherer and I feel that primal pull for good cheap food.

My next post will have pictures, dates, names, and maybe (though I am not promising anything) something that resembles a literary structure.