Nowhere But Chicago

You may have heard of "wine flights."

No?

That's where you get a small sample of several different kinds of wine to taste. Each group is called a "flight."

There's a lovely wine bar next to my apartment building that features wine flights. You can, say, get the Italian red flight and you'll be served four small glasses of various kinds of Italian red wine (2.5 oz in each glass) along with a detailed description of each wine.

You can also get a German white wine flight. Or a "Sexy Red" wine flight.
All kinds.

So, I was walking home from the skating rink on Saturday and passed by America's Dog. It's a hot dog place that features about thirty kinds of hot dogs. (Iwanski had sniffed this place out and turned me on to it).

Look at this. They were feature a "chili dog flight"
I couldn't pass that up. It was lunch time.

Just like a wine flight, you get three mini chili dogs to sample.

The Charleston Dog has chili, onions, mustard, and coleslaw.
The Santa Fe Dog has chili topped with roasted corn and black beans.
And the Berkeley Dog has (naturally) vegetarian chili.
It turns out that I really really like the Charleston Dog.

A chili dog flight.

Nowhere else but Chicago.