When we left Miami for a road trip through Tennessee, Kentucky, Ohio, Alabama & Florida, I did not have Hometown HotDogs on our list of stops. I did have a horrible cough the entire trip, and on our last day in Columbus, Ohio I decided I’d stay in. The plan was to recoup a little bit for the final leg of the drive.
It turned out that just 9 minutes from where we were staying was a place called Hometown HotDogs. As the guys were planning what they were going to do for the day, I suggested they have Breakfast at H.H. and then drop me off afterward.
We arrived around 10:30 AM and took a seat at a four-top. Our waitress Kim, who turns out to be the owner, convinces them to give up their scrambled egg dreams and go full-on dogs and burgers. We’re now all on the same page.
If you haven’t noticed by reading previous wiener restaurants I’ve visited, I always order chili cheese dogs right out of the gate. It takes a lot to convince me otherwise. Kim made a valiant effort at trying to make me a Slaw convert. When I wouldn’t budge, she brought me a West Virginia Dog (before I received any of my food) anyway.
All I’ve got to say is SOLD! Wowsers!
And then my coney dogs and double cheeseburger arrived with a pretty significant portion of fresh-cut fries as I’m halfway down the West Virginia Dog. I stop and formulate a plan of attack. Unfortunately, all scenarios lead to trying to eat everything.
I chomp down on the chili cheese dog, and yes, it’s excellent, but I can’t get that West Virginia Dog out of my mind.
HIDDEN GEM ALERT
Change of plans, I bite into the double cheeseburger. It’s official; Hometown HotDogs is a hidden gem.
What an amazing burger. I can’t believe I’ve been staying 9 minutes from Hometown HotDogs (in Baltimore, Ohio) for five days, and now is when we eat here. There is absolutely no way I’m leaving even a crumb of that double cheeseburger.
In between bites of the double chee, I’m tossing down fries dipped in the red sauce.
When it’s all said and done, there are some fries scattered about, and I’m beyond stuffed. Everyone is ready for a nap.
But of course, it doesn’t end there since there was a salted caramel chocolate cake, house-made, of course. Three bites in and I tap out. You got me Hometown HotDogs.
I love you, and I’ll be back.
P.S.: We went straight back to the house we were staying at, and no one went out that day.
As promised, I returned triumphantly to Hometown HotDogs a few years later but this time for some breakfast.
It was great to see Kim and catch up with her.
I was very close to ordering a coney but stuck to my guns and ate the cheese omelet with toast & home fries. A cup of coffee washed everything down the old pipe.
It was some great home cooking from an old friend, no complaints here.
You’ll Feel Right At Home:
Hometown Hot Dogs
12031 Lancaster Street
Millersport, OH 43046