Kris T.
Yelp
Growing up, I was never really a fan of hot dogs. I still get chills thinking about the pots of 'hot dog water' left after my mother boiled Oscar Mayers for dinner. However, perhaps due to the wisdom of age and the belated discovery that a hot dog is a really, really delicious way to rid oneself of a hangover, I've been sampling franks around the Triangle.
Much as it took me way too long to try Roast Grill (after having lived in Raleigh for more than 20 years), I only recently made my way to Snoopy's. It was lunch time on a Sunday, I was admittedly hungover, Snoopy's is in the neighborhood, and I decided that, short of someone delivering a big bowl of pho to me, a hot dog was the only thing that made sense.
Despite having no seating (indoors anyway, and just a couple of benches at the counter), I was surprised by how full service Snoopy's is: lots of options beyond hot dogs, lots of hot dog toppings, even a variety of desserts. I kept it simple with a single dog combo, which came with fries and a drink. On the frank, I ordered chili and slaw, then added a schmear of mustard myself once home.
Both the dog and the fries were delicious, and frankly (Ha! See what I did there?), I could've eaten two hot dogs if I'd really put my mind to it. However, if I had, I wouldn't have had room for the apple turnover. It wasn't particularly earth-shattering - my guess is that they get them frozen and heat to order - but it was piping hot and a nice, crispy, sweet little end to the meal.
Although I took my food home before consuming, I was in the minority: the post-church crowd filled the Snoopy's lot, eating in their cars. And I know that if I'd arrived a bit later, there would be a line down the sidewalk. If that's not a ringing endorsement, then I don't know what is.