Slaw Dog Fest: A Pictorial Report
By Tom Chandler on Apr 8, 2007 in Underground Entertainment
The dishes are washed, the trash has been taken out, the leftovers are wrapped and in the fridge; the Underground’s Second Occasional Slaw Dog Fest is history.
I’m too stuffed and sleepy to write the kind of witty banter you expect from this highly respected online publication, so I’ll let the bare minimum of pictures tell the story.
The slaw dog: mustard, onions, chili and cole slaw
A good time was had by all — “all” being the 17 souls who showed up (plus Wally the Wonderdog, who scored heavily in the “dropped food” department).
Indeed, the Wonderdog provided a pair of the night’s most stellar photo ops.
Wally the Wonderdog fixes his Wonderpeepers on someone’s cake.
Later, he toppled over on Sandy Raine (wife of bamboo rod builder Chris Raine), sleepy from the food he managed to beg and steal.
It’s a dog’s life, Wally.
Enough About The Dog: What About the Fishing?
The upcoming week is another busy one, but I wouldn’t rule out another trip.
The warm weather is spiking river flows over 1000cfs, but frankly, almost all of the low level snow is gone.
Of course, an actual prediction risks a jinx, but I think we’re looking at a fairly short runoff period.
This means we could enjoy a clear shot at some of the early mayfly hatches that often occur in high water.
March Browns, Green Drakes, Golden Stones… the heart pounds, the head spins.
We’ll keep you posted. See you at the barbecue, Tom Chandler.
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Darin | Apr 8, 2007 | Reply
Wow, that’s quite a dog (the food, no disrespect to the pet).
Can I send you some Lipitor and Nexium samples for dessert?
JDP
Jim Webb | Apr 8, 2007 | Reply
Onions? No, no, no Tom, that’s all wrong. The dog has obviously been poisoned by eating a slaw dog with onions on it. Onions, for Chrissake! Geez!
smellslikefish | Apr 8, 2007 | Reply
Take it easy Jim. Now put down the gun. Nobody’s forcing anybody to eat any onions. Pork is the only mandate on Easter.
Tom Chandler | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
Onions are part of the rich, tasty melange of flavors that make the slaw dog a viable alternative to going without dinner.
Lipitor? For amateurs. We all had angioplasties for dessert…
Don George | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
Great grub TC & N,
I’m sure that the carrot in the dessert cake more than offset any negative nutritional values in the fabulous slaw dogs…
thanks,
md
kbarton10 | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
Slaw, Chili, Onions, with a Carrot Cake chaser… I would normally call PETA, but I know you have paid for your sins already.
I bet Wally was banished due to uncontrollable flatulence.
Jim Webb | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
Onions a part of the rich tasty “melange” of flavors? On a Slaw dog? Really! You people in northern California have lived in bucolic settings for too long. You’ve taken leave of your senses.
Tom Chandler | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
kbaton: Correct. Sadly.
Jim: C’mon. I can’t use “melange” on a fly fishing site? What’s this world coming to?
Ian | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
While not a fan of onions myself, I can attest to their rightful place on a slaw dog. However, I’m concerned by the presence of mustard on the slaw. Everyone knows you put mustard on the dog, cover with chili, then said optional onions, all covered with slaw.
smellslikefish | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
Thanks for speaking up Ian. I didn’t want to say anything, seeing as that’s Tom’s dog and he was the host and all…
Don George | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
I believe that the order in which the ingredients are assembled has a lot to do with the direction you rotated around the table. Maybe TC was light headed when he prepared the exemplar for the photo.
Footsteps on the floor, (i.e. Ikea), may have helped.
My mustard was down at Dawg level and it was just fine…
md
Tom Chandler | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
Ha! The photographed dog was in fact prepared by Sam Raine, who squirted the Mustard across the top simply as a concession to Art. (The form of creative expression, not the man.)
And it’s true I had the fixings arranged in order around the serving table, but didn’t account for the human factor; people moved in reverse order, and a few [shudder] had the slaw on the inside, where the mustard, onions & chili belong.
I managed to hide my tears, but only just barely.
Craig | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
I can attest that instruction on construction by Tom was most excellent (even though some folks traveled counter clockwise and ruined their art) and can provide true testimony that slaw dogs did prove themselves as the finest gas station gourmet meal! A microwaved burrito is now a very distant second! Happy B-day Tom!
PS I thought I saw a tear well up but I jsut figured it was from the onions!
smellslikefish | Apr 9, 2007 | Reply
“Ha! The photographed dog was in fact prepared by Sam Raine,”
Next segment on the Underground: “When Go Kids Go Bad”
In all seriousness though, okay, at least in some seriousness: Tom, you and your wife put on quite a bash…
Clay | Apr 10, 2007 | Reply
You put those in your mouth? For someone so enviromentally concious aren’t you concerned about the gastro-intestinal effects you have on the climate? By the way did you get my flies?
Richard Byrne | Apr 11, 2007 | Reply
The Slaw Dog appears to be the world’s most perfect food. Does it have medicinal properties? :)
Tom Chandler | Apr 11, 2007 | Reply
The Slaw Dog rivals even Goji Juice for medicinal properties. Before consuming my first, I was short and unattractive.
Now I’m a virtual Adonis; women flock to me and (let’s face it) I married far above my station.
It’s the slaw dog.
Don George | Apr 11, 2007 | Reply
OK, who are you and what have you done with Tom??
Craig Nielsen | Apr 11, 2007 | Reply
Perhaps Tom is Channeling Rajeff? You should see his virtual cast!
Sally Martin | Apr 27, 2007 | Reply
Please don’t feed your dogs anything with onions. They cause anemia in dogs by destroying red blood cells. It can be fatal. So no onions for cats or dogs.
Jim Webb | Apr 27, 2007 | Reply
See! Whad I tell ya!
Jim Webb | Apr 27, 2007 | Reply
Oh, that’s right. You’re in Tennessee or No’th Ca’oliina by now. I’ll be strugling on the Kern. Still, I expect a full report on Wally when you return. You know, current state of health, lingering flatulence, stuff like that; maybe after your post about the fishing in the Smokies.