We were staying down on St. Simons Island for a couple of days on business.  As I headed out to an afternoon meeting late one day, I saw Hot Dog Alley.  It was closed for the day, but I made a note to swing back by at some point over the next couple of days.

The next day a little after lunch time, I drove by and saw that it was open.  There were two cars and three or four golf carts in the parking lot.  When I parked and walked up I was struck by the fact that it really was a hot dog stand. 

Single window.  Single grill.  A half-dozen people sitting around out front, talking on cell phones, reading the paper, eating dogs and talking about life.  I ordered a chili dog and fries.

The fries were obviously frozen, as opposed to fresh cut, and nothing special.  The chili dog was good – better than the chain chili dog down the street at the DQ.   But nowhere near as good as a Yellow Jacket.