In the US, we have hot dog carts on the streets in major cities, serving up those delicious franks some call “dirty water dogs.” Honestly, steamed, or boiled, is my least favorite way to cook a hot dog. But somehow, when a vendor pops one on a roll, slaps it with a swipe of mustard, it transforms into a culinary treat.
Never saw any hot dog carts in Paris. But along the Champs Elysees, in the shadow of the Arc d’Triomphe, I found a similar cart turning out delicious crepes. Tasty? Yes. But more interesting to me, an opportunity to produce a short film chronicling how they are made and a chance to work on my fledgling film making skills.