Nasty Netty's

After almost three years of working on a particular piece of legislation, i traveled to Marblehead Lighthouse in Marblehead, Ohio to bare witness to the final step in the legislative process--the governor signing the bill.

I guess technically, that isnt part of the legislative process seeing how it's an executive action, but you get my drift.

It was a beautiful day, but perhaps a little too humid for my taste. The breeze off the lake felt good. It made the fact that the Governor was running a few minutes late seem acceptable. I joined up with some colleagues who where there to witness the fruits of their labor as well. We didn't get everything we wanted, but we got enough.

Anyway, after the signing, which featured a joint public appearance by the current Governor and the immediate past Governor (Mr. Taft), I said my goodbyes and thank you's and made my way out of Marblehead State Park.

On my way in, I saw a little dive hotdog joint....Netty's Famous Chilidogs. I thought to myself as I passed the little orange building, "On my way outta here, big daddy's having some world-famous hotdogs". After all, how do you pass that up?

So, true to the promise I made myself some hour and a half earlier, on my way out, I stop at Netty's. As I'm ordering two Netty's chili dogs with mustard, chili and onions (medium coke), who rings me up on the celly? None other than POTUS himself. I tell him to hang on so I can pay the nice lady waiting patiently for some schmuck in a suit on his cell phone (i.e. me).

I give POTUS the scoop on Netty's and he makes the Executive decision that this is absolutely a bloggable event. So here we are.

My review: The only thing these chilidogs should be famous for is their undisputable ability to inflict gastrointestinal distress on their consumer. Absolutely disgusting. I actually took pictures of these charlaton weiners, but I'm not going to put you through that mess. They were as aesthetically displeasing as a pile of poo.

If you're ever in Marblehead, Ohio and stumble upon a cute little orange building that lays fame upon their dogs, run away my friends---or at least get your Garmin out to find the closest Restrooms for the after-meal treat that will no doubt arrive quicker than a fat kid on cake.

Thumbs down, Netty's--and shame on you for false advertising!

--G