To give National Hot Dog Day some meaning and importance I visited one of the two Chula Vista Costcos with my friends, Sylvia y Rodrigo, to partake of the tasty, but terribly named food item.
But first I had to try out one of the comfy, reclining chairs they were selling inside across from the oversized foodstuffs. It was electric. Literally. No awkward pushing to open or pulling to close. All controlled with a button. So I guess technically there was a little pushing.
Then, after we finished our dogs (and one combo pizza slice for Rodrigo), we met a group of teenagers walking through the parking lot, one of whom was carrying a really cool, fairly large pet Horned lizard. I asked him what kind it was but of course I forgot thirty seconds later.
All in all it was a comfortable, delicious and reptilian sort of lunch. I’d do it again.
