Posts Tagged: barbecues

vintage Boy holding hort dogs

Hot Dog Competition

A summer staple at my 1960’s family barbecues was the ritual hot dog competition not in competitive eating but dissecting who made the best toothsome well turned frank. The mouth-watering aroma of grilling franks wafting through the suburban air sparked

vintage Boy holding hort dogs

Hot Dog Competition

A summer staple at my 1960’s family barbecues was the ritual hot dog competition not in competitive eating but dissecting who made the best toothsome well turned frank. The mouth-watering aroma of grilling franks wafting through the suburban air sparked

vintage girl eating hot dog

Hot Dogs Cold War

Hot dogs, that very symbol of culinary democracy took on a special meaning during the cold war, especially in the summer of 1961. The fate of Nathans Hot Dogs hung in the balance. Barbecue Brigade Summer barbecues were a family

vintage girl eating hot dog

Hot Dogs Cold War

Hot dogs, that very symbol of culinary democracy took on a special meaning during the cold war, especially in the summer of 1961. The fate of Nathans Hot Dogs hung in the balance. Barbecue Brigade Summer barbecues were a family

Vintage photo housewife shopping for meat

Where’s the Beef?

  When it comes to American exceptionalism, we Americans have long had an exceptionally voracious appetite for red meat, making us the proud leader of the free, meat-eatin’ world. In this land of democracy, meat has reigned as king. But

Vintage photo housewife shopping for meat

Where’s the Beef?

  When it comes to American exceptionalism, we Americans have long had an exceptionally voracious appetite for red meat, making us the proud leader of the free, meat-eatin’ world. In this land of democracy, meat has reigned as king. But

suburbs barbecue 57

All American Barbecue

The Smell of Democracy in the Air Every July 4th our split level development would be shrouded by the smoke of burning charcoal, the sizzling smell of democracy was in the air. Besides a parade, nothing was more quintessentially American

suburbs barbecue 57

All American Barbecue

The Smell of Democracy in the Air Every July 4th our split level development would be shrouded by the smoke of burning charcoal, the sizzling smell of democracy was in the air. Besides a parade, nothing was more quintessentially American

1950s girl eating hot dog

July 4th Hot Diggety Dog

  A summer staple at my 1960’s family barbeques was the ritual hot dog competition not in competitive eating but dissecting who made the best toothsome well turned frank. The mouth-watering aroma of grilling franks wafting through the suburban air

1950s girl eating hot dog

July 4th Hot Diggety Dog

  A summer staple at my 1960’s family barbeques was the ritual hot dog competition not in competitive eating but dissecting who made the best toothsome well turned frank. The mouth-watering aroma of grilling franks wafting through the suburban air