An Afternoon At Hillbilly Hot Dogs

I took on The Homewrecker! Early this morning I left the Amish behind and drove through the hills of West Virginia towards Hillbilly Hot Dogs. Hillbilly Hot Dogs is the divine inspiration of Sonny and Sharie Wright. Eleven years ago they decided to create a restaurant that so sublimely embraces hillbilly culture... or at least a delightfully unabashed version of the white trash stereotype. I love them for it! All the elements are there... the rusty old car nestled in a thicket of curbside weeds... outhouses... abandoned washing machines... spare bathtubs... the sagging, delapidated clothesline... They've also combined objects to create a kind of redneck folk art. If it's kitschy, junky, or just plain crappy they want it!

Two abandoned school buses serve as the main dining areas. There are dirty and broken toys strewn about. There's a TV (not sure if it works)... Dolls, long past their prime kitchenware and cookware, and art created by the legions of worshipers are everywhere! Even a toilet seat lid is used to display the dessert menu (The blackberry cobbler ala "commode"). Additionally, the entire interior is like a massive guest book. If there's even an inch or two of unused space... someone will sign their name. The staff kindly provide Sharpees.

The food is delicious. Clearly the focus is on the wiener. They come with names like the Hound Dog, the Hillbilly Dog, and Chuck's Junk Yard Dog. The beef patty gets it's due. All the burger varieties are named after some guy named named Bubba. Also available are standards like onion rings, mozzarella sticks and onion rings.

For me, it was all about the Homewrecker... a 15 in. behemoth smothered in mustard, chili, nacho cheese, jalapenos, sour kraut, cole slaw and perhaps a million other artery cloggers. A person who can eat one in 12 minutes or less gets a free t-shirt. Rather than risk an unexpected return to it's creators I opted to consume my Homewrecker at a leisurely pace. I did pretty well... finished all the meat and most of the toppings... leaving about half the bun.

At some point this blog's focus will shift to topics unrelated to food. But hey, a guy's gotta eat.