Where can you tromp through the snow, past a boarded-up building or two, downtown in a major American metropolis, and climb into your choice of early-morning, late-night, semi-dives serving the famed Coney Island? New York? No, Detroit, of course!
What is a Coney? It’s a chili dog. And a source of regional pride and oneupmanship. And it’s hot and cheap and you can get it with fries. While you’re at it, have a swig of local fave (and America’s Oldest Soft Drink), Vernor’s.
Did we mention this was the only time we let Nicki out of the trunk on our wee outing that day? I hope the fries were worth it.
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