Resurrected from a July 2003 post on another, retired blog, before the Demon Dog was put down by an evil developer sometime in the Summer of 2005. A tribute.This is a demon dog.
It's about 6 inches long on a wonder white bread bun. When you order it "with everything" it comes with mustard, raw onion, pickle relish & hot chilis. "Everything" doesn't include ketchup. Ever.
With fries it'll set you back $1.80.
When you bite into the dog it gives just enough to squeak. The Italians would call that al dente -- "to the tooth". Chicagoans don't call it anything. They just expect it to be that way.
The fries are perfect -- if you're lucky enough to catch them just as they're lifted out of the vat. (You usually are.) If you look close you can see the salt crystals in the picture. (When they ask if you want salt on your fries, say yes -- they'll take good care of you.)
It's snugged under the Fullerton El Stop in Lincoln Park, right around the corner from Depaul University -- whose mascot, not incidentally, is the Blue Demon. (It's hard to see in this picture, taken through the window of the Starbuck's across the street -- look for the bright flash of light just to the right of the cast iron column that supports the El. That's the Demon Dog sign.)
The walls are covered with signed celebrity photographs and lots and lots of Chicago memorabilia (the rock band, not the city). When I was there last Journey was playing through the sound system, intermittantly punctuated by the El Train as it rumbled by overhead.
Recently there was some flak about the Demon Dog shutting down -- I think the holder of the lease was going to boot them in favor of some higher paying tenants -- but that hasn't happened yet, and so far they're still turning out the dogs, aka red hots.
Like this one.
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