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Much like Seattle’s grunge scene in the early 1990s, Coney Island, Brooklyn had its own underground movement in the 1910s. Only it wasn’t a young Kurt Cobain playing at Central Saloon, or Cornell and Vedder humming what would later become Hunger Strike before a Mookie Blaylock rehearsal. It was kitchens full of cooks with last names like Todoroff, Rigas, Keros, and Mallis sharpening their knives inside the hot dog sphere of Charles Feltman — the man who turned a pushcart into

The Rhode Island Style- Anti Hot-Dog

I originally wrote this piece two years ago and, at the time, felt the need to disclaim that I had never actually tried a Michigan. I was just mesmerized by the pictures my foodie pal Eric would post on his way to Quebec, and I’ve always been intrigued by the origin story of this North Country hot dog. Also—Plattsburgh, New York is hella far from New Jersey. But I was always confident I’d eventually make the five-hour trek up the Thruway. For those who don’t know, a Michigan