Each summer, I try to have a lunch at Hot Dog Johnny's in Buttzville, NJ and today was the day for the summer of '09. When I was a kid, my parents would take my brothers and I there as a special treat. I always loved it because you ate outside, there were swings on the premises, and you drank birch beer out of icy mugs. Today I enjoy it for almost all the same reasons (not so much the swings anymore) and for the added nostalgic trip down memory lane. It's one of those places that is untouched by time and, for me, it's like being 12 years old again every time I go. The hot dogs are awesome and if you ever get to go, you need to get them "with" which means with mustard, onions, and a pickle.




