Brandi's World Famous Hot Dogs: One seriously addictive greasy dog
What is it about fast food that keeps you coming back over and over again?
Brandi's World Famous Hot Dogs is, for some unexplainable reason, considered a huge treat for us here at work. There are two locations (Marietta, GA and Cartersville, GA), both just out of the county I work in, making it a rare thing for us to be able to eat. The food...
...well the food leaves us complaining every time. And we go back, excitedly, over and over when the opportunity arises.
Brandi's World Famous Hot Dogs originally opened in 1915 as Betty's World Famous Hot Dogs, and it changed its name in 2002 when Brandi bought it. But Brandi's remains true to its roots, reportedly having changed nothing except its name since it opened in 1915. The business is ol' skool and small. And let me tell you, a line forms for lunch. Oh yeah, they're only open for lunch, on week days.
But the atmosphere smacks of small town Americana. This is one of those few hold out, small town, road side joints that you kind of hope you will stumble across on a road trip, and then you will fall in love and miss it forever. The small space inside is always filled with locals, because they're "in the know." We have been getting ours to go, and bring them back for the whole office to eat.
Small and faded; Brandi's is ol' skool.
The food kind of matches the place. Upon unwrapping a Brandi's World Famous Hot Dog, you will find a rather shapeless mess of bread, chili, and cheese; with hopefully some hot dog hidden inside. When you bite into a Brandi's World Famous Hot Dog, you look down to see a rather unattractive neon pink (towards the outside of the dog) and pale (towards the inside of the dog) hot dog covered in chili. Oh, that chili? It instantly burns. It instantly gives you a case of horrible indigestion. It's hot!
This place is ridiculously busy, with one woman running the kitchen, and one woman taking the orders.
But for some reason, we will keep shoving these things down our faces like it'll be the last thing we ever eat. I typically order three chili dogs; of course with cheese. A small piece of American cheese is slapped on before the spicy hot chili is poured over the top. And then the whole thing gets wrapped in paper for transportation. Oh, and then there are the onion rings. The whole meal is greasy, messy, unattractive, and horrible looking. But, damn. It's so good!
And when we're done eating these gut bombs, we always complain amongst ourselves how full we are, how much the chili burns, and how bad it feels. It leaves you feeling disgusting. And now I'm craving more!
Look at the grease on that bag
It doesn't look that awesome. But it's divine!
Just a table full of big ol' greasy messes