What a great place, stopped in for lunch while I was in the area for work. Friendly staff and very quick for the number of people flooding them at lunch time. Had the Philly Cheese Steak was huge for the money, fries were good and hot. The meal was a very good bargain for the mass amount you get. I lived in the area for years and never stopped, but will be making it a regular stop everytime I am in the area now.
Megan O.
Évaluation du lieu : 5 Raymore, MO
Ignore the McDonald’s across the street and head here for faaaaabulous Chicago flavors offered by a local family. So good, we ordered seconds!
Josh B.
Évaluation du lieu : 4 Kimberling City, MO
Totally a ma and pop owned joint but you cant beat the sliders with sauted onions. Yes it may be slightly over priced, but what can you expect from a local, small town shop trying to make it. I paid 7.50 for a drink two sliders with everything and a huge basket of fries. Needless to say i left incredibly full and satisfied. Definitely the only restaurant worth talking about in branson west.
Stephen M.
Évaluation du lieu : 5 Branson, MO
You think it’s just a hot dog stand but every time I eat there I try something different and am always surprised at how good it is. Unless I go for the special of philly cheese-steak with sweet peppers, just can’t resist that!!!
Doug R.
Évaluation du lieu : 2 Springfield, MO
Man. Where do I start? How about a cliché? Appearances can be deceiving. That sounds about right… Driving past this tiny meat shack on HWY76 to the demise of culture and most things gastro, one would think that this is a last-ditch stop of locally owned joints before one is traumatized by the omni-prescent chain in Branson. Yes, this place is small, has mom and pop«flair», is locally owned-I think mom runs the drawer while pop grumbles and dunks fries. There are so many colors inside. Black and white checkers, red and white, yellows and blues; a visual overload that is only rivaled by the information overload provided by the menu options. But beware of this local charm friends, beware. Do not be enticed by that friendly, crazed looking wiener, lathering himself up outside, tongue-out, in a surprising manner of acceptance that he is preparing himself for death. If you do pull in, go to Two Fat Daddy’s and get some BBQ next door. They claim to serve Chicago-style hot dogs, polish sausage and other delicious, heavily destructive meat offerings. I knew I wanted to check out their hot dog boast, and as a faithful follower of Hot Doug’s in Chicago-pretty much agreed upon as best hot dog in America, I feel I am somewhat fit to judge. After scanning, and rescanning the menu, avoiding most things because of price, I settled with two regular dogs w/onions and celery salt. I wanted to try other stuff, but honestly, $ 2.75 for a normal hot dog is too much-let alone $ 3.75 for sausages and others. I asked if they made their own sausage. Mom was confused, laughed a little, and said«nope». «Damn» I thought. The philly combo was just under $ 10-nope. They had«sliders», but I didn’t know what this meant, burger? pork? gyro meat? Whatever, I was hungry and felt really awkward looking at the menu while mom waited. I paid my $ 7.70ish for my 2 dogs, basket of fries, and water. «Damn it», I continued thinking… That’s too much honestly, especially for the ingredients used. I only figured this out after I saw pop grab a bag of crinkle cut fries and toss them in the fryer. «GOD damn it», I whispered. $ 3 for store bought fries. Boo. My dogs made it out first, and I got to stare at them for a couple of minutes and figuratively, drink them in. Poppy seed bun, good, steamed, good. All other noisy, Chicago dog flair-gone. Don’t need it, and it saved me $.75 or so. Hot dog, there, but too evenly colored. Is this thing f’ing steamed? Raw onions on top… A shit load of raw onions on top. But they were weird looking-I took a bite-CELERY SALT. Oh my god, was there celery salt and onions. I think there was a hot dog in there somewhere… No one needs this much flavoring on anything. I took a finger and swept off the onions and csalt in one motion. My basket and ketchup was littered with onions. The bun was really good. The hot dog, LAME. No crunch, no carmelization, no burn. Too uniform. Had a slight, slight grill taste. Pretty sure these are boiled, then tossed on a grill. I should have watched him cook, but I was too busy checking in. «Fuck, I’ve got one more of these things left», I sighed audibly. I finished, quickly. I needed to end this; and the fries were no help. Hello high school lunch! I couldn’t respond to mom’s nice chatter. Luckily she didn’t ask me how things were… I’m going to be presumptuous and extremely pretentious here-Overall, this seems to be a mom and pop joint ran by mom and pop possibly to amuse their friends, prevent boredom, and most likely, to make money, but definitely not to work too hard. That’s all well and good when there is really good food. There is not here, at least from the hot dog and fries point of view, but the laziness here seems indicative for the rest of the food, especially if the dog is the flagship of the joint. They were cooked with the least amount of effort and little concern for integrity of flavor. I’m so glad I didn’t go to Chicago and experience hot dogs like this. I now firmly believe that anybody claiming to serve«Chicago style hot dogs», MUST be forced to go to Hot Doug’s, eat, then pass some sort of test in order to prepare said hot dogs. Am I taking this too seriously? Perhaps, but go to HD’s, fall in love, then have a shitty, OVERPRICED hot dog and tell me it doesn’t make you mad. I’ll leave this at two stars because there might be something decent here under the 20 menu items… maybe…doubt it though.