Friday, October 1st, 2004, Café de Fenestra, just outside the castle main gate, Prague, Czech Republic
1 x Hot Dog (parky) with mustard, 25 Kc (roughly $1)
OK, I was pretty psyched for a Czech hot dog, but it didn’t really do much for me. It was slimmer than our bloated American dogs, but it tasted pretty much the same. I got this one at a little window café in a really touristy part of town. Normally I would avoid these places, but we hadn’t had anything to eat all day and it was about 4pm. So the place was named Café de Fenestra, which I though was pretty clever. Firstly, because it was just a window and “de Fenestra†translates to “of the window.†But also because the name alludes to the infamous Defenestration of Prague, which happened just a few blocks from this Café’s location. So I was somewhat proud of myself because I figured that there were plenty of crappy places to eat in this city, and at least I picked one with a clever name.
But yeah, the hot dog wasn’t anything special. It was loaded with some nice German-style mustard and served on a tiny bun (about half the size of your standard New England split top). I slammed it down without thinking much about it at the time because I figured I still had a few more days left and I could probably get a decent hot dog somewhere else if I was really trying. But that never happened. Before we left Prague, I bought a few packs of dogs at a supermarket. I figured we could have a nice tasting upon my return. I made the stupid mistake of declaring them at customs and they got totally confiscated by the Department of Agriculture. A totally drag. I’m sorry I don’t have a better report on the hot dogs of the Czech Republic.