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The Port Authority hot dog
I don't think anybody enters a bus station looking for an unforgettable culinary experience – at least not a good one. But, when you're in transit, you need to eat, especially if you're staring down several hours on what is quite possibly the most unpleasant form of transportation. So, before dashing down to see the in-laws on Christmas Eve, I stopped at Villa Pizza, in the southern part of the Port Authority Bus Terminal in Manhattan, to grab a bite. I saw hot dogs wrapped in pizza dough and knew my problem had been solved.
I didn't have high hopes for the dog – c'mon, I picked it up at a bus station. And, because there was dough instead of a traditional bun, I realized I'd have to eat it sans ketchup and mustard. As I rode the escalator down to my gate, I started to wonder if I'd made a mistake. I was about to chomp into a nude Port Authority hotdog. There were no condiments behind which to hide. I'm committed to my unique brand of hot dog blogging, though, so I had no choice but to follow through.
Once I got settled into my seat at the back of the bus, I finally took a look at my meal. The hot dog from Villa Pizza was thicker than most, and it was still hot (lukewarm dogs suck).
The hot dog lacked the snap characteristic of the fare of New York's better hot dog shops (such as Gray's Papaya), but it was decent on flavor. Like most dishes in a pizza place, it was a tad too greasy, but I was able to live with that. The pizza dough in which the dog was shrouded added a dimension – a texture not normally found in a hot dog experience.
I wouldn't rush back to Villa Pizza for a hot dog. In all fairness, it isn't the joint's focus, and there are many dogs in the city that are far superior. When you have a bus to catch, though, your range of choices shrinks drastically, and you could do worse than to pick up a dog from Villa Pizza.
The hot dog lacked the snap characteristic of the fare of New York's better hot dog shops (such as Gray's Papaya), but it was decent on flavor. Like most dishes in a pizza place, it was a tad too greasy, but I was able to live with that. The pizza dough in which the dog was shrouded added a dimension – a texture not normally found in a hot dog experience.
I wouldn't rush back to Villa Pizza for a hot dog. In all fairness, it isn't the joint's focus, and there are many dogs in the city that are far superior. When you have a bus to catch, though, your range of choices shrinks drastically, and you could do worse than to pick up a dog from Villa Pizza.
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