This was my chef the other evening..
His sister was gone and dad isn’t fond at all of hot dogs, so this little man labored away, roasting hot dogs for his mom and himself!
Somehow, it’s just a wintertime thing to roast hot dogs in the wood stove!
I think he felt a little roasted, too, by the time he was done! That’s always the worst thing about roasting hot dogs. Maybe I should invent a really, really long hot dog stick, so that you don’t have to be quite so close to the heat if you don’t want to be!