My favorite moments were when my Dad worked for Vienna in Los Angeles, CA in the 70's. He was Superintendent. Made several recipes, delish! He'd take me in the freezers & take a hot dog down off the "trees" fresh. Wow! I love Vienna to this day. My Dad has left us but he always loved a good dog/polish dog.

Growing up in Skokie I didnt' have to go far for my Vienna's, from Big Herm's, Herm's Palace, Poochies, Jordy's, Hanks, The Hut ... I felt like I lived in Heaven.

I like to hog my hot dog, I like them long don't get me wrong. catsup to the mustard Maybe a little lard, Sour cream and onion I eat them in London. Make them heavy push the levy, 5 star show me what you are. Vienna beef tastes better than a leaf, home run were having fun. I feel like a pig it better be big, because I want my dog my hotdog. I am not filled with hate because when I eat its truly great, Eat it up and say What's up. I love it so much I don't have a hunch, When I go to the hotdog stand I'm in my happy land!

A lot was going on back in the '60's, but on my very first day as a sophomore at Steinmetz HS in Chicago, there was nothing more exciting than that Wiener Mobile with Little Oscar peering out the top of the giant wiener throwing wiener whistles at the students. I had that whistle for many years until it was lost in one of the many moves. That memory will always be with me.

My favorite Vienna moment is when we took our nephew from Colorado to Vienna Hot Dog stand in Chicago and he ordered only ketchup on his dog. The guy making the hot dogs looked at him in a way I will never forget AND THEN got mad at him when my nephew really did want ketchup. He yelled at him, we yelled at him and needless to say he felt really bad. Then after all that, my sister in law proceeded to order the same thing....ah, gotta love it!