I’d not heard great reports about Ron Blaauw’s latest gastro-street-food experiment, The Fat Dog, if I’m honest. But after an afternoon’s hula hooping in the Beatrixpark (as you do), the prospect of a quick hot dog seemed like a mighty fine one, so we popped in hoping the reviews would be proved wrong.
Things didn’t get off to a great start: having been turned away at the bar on the grounds that someone would come outside to take our order, we ended up back at the bar 10 minutes later complaining that no such ordering had taken place. The hot dog, when it arrived, looked pretty exciting, though: I got the Naughty Bangkok (so exciting is exactly what it should’ve been), which came slathered in curried mayo, with finely chopped pickled veg and what looked like rice crispies. The sausage itself was good, but I ended up with most of the toppings all over my face.