Originally Posted by xbanker
While touring the Eiffel Tower, I stopped at consession booth just outside the park near the Seine and ordered a hotdog. It was topped with cheese, french mustard, and ketchup on a french bread and let me say for the record that this beat any hot dog I ever ate in the US...at Costco, Baseball Parks, neighborhood BBQ, West/East Coast...!
Here's my Paris hot dog story:
June 1985. My brother and I were in Paris for the first time in our lives, having met my parents there after spending time in London, Amsterdam, Brussels and Brugge. On our first evening we just walked around to get ourselves oriented. We found ourselves in the Tuilleries and, just before heading back to the hotel to get ready for dinner, my brother spots a hot dog vendor and orders one. My parents and I respond incredulously: not only are we about to go to dinner, but we're in Paris, where we expect to have the best food of our lives, and Paul is ordering a f***ing hot dog. Well my brother persists, and we watch as the hot dog vendor takes out a small baguette and hollows it out slightly. He then pulls a hot dog from his cart, dips it directly into a vat of dijon mustard, and then shoves it into the baguette. This looked great to all of us, so of course we all to sample this hot dog. This absolutely was one of the best -- if not the best -- hot dogs I've ever eaten. And fortunately there was no cheese or ketchup involved.