One of the things that I love about Mystic (and yes, I said it last night) is that when it comes to food, he’s down with most anything. Whether it’s the hunt for the best pizza, a first tasting of Indian food, or eating something white that I know he doesn’t like but I’m swearing that maybe, just maybe, if it’s prepared this way, he will, he just rolls with it. And so it came as no surprise when he said we had to go to Little Falls for hot dogs. I mean, who wouldn’t travel a bit for a delicious dog, right?
Big Daddy’s Dogs is on Main Street in downtown Little Falls in a very non-descript little blink-and-you-miss-it spot. Well, assuming you also missed the Sabrett umbrella outside too.
And you probably wouldn’t.
Inside it is super tiny. Like maybe six stools tiny.