Pete Rosa spent six hours at a Sysco warehouse tasting hot dogs until he came up with the thick, garlicky, slightly smoky foot long beauty he serves from 8-6 every weekday at the corner of East Charleston Blvd. and Sixth Street.
He’ll load it up with chili, cheese, sauerkraut, relish, onions and ketchup if you’d like, but it’s damn tasty in it’s own right.
He also does a pretty fair meatball sub too, and dispenses homespun wisdom for free.
Rosa will tell you at the drop of a hat about how he wanted to open on Fremont Street (eight months ago), but the Health Department regulations (written, no doubt, by the casino industry) prohibit cooked food from being served on the public/private sidewalk that fronts those bastions of gourmandia like The Fremont, Binion’s and Fitzgerald’s.
So he’s servin’ his red hots a mile up the street in a parking lot outside of a bar. And doin’ a pretty darn good business regardless.
Our meal of a big, juicy, beautiful tube steak and a diet soda came to $3.
Just thought you’d like to know.