Showing posts with label Cupid's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cupid's. Show all posts
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Indigestion
Monday January 18, 1993
Awake at 3 a.m. and unable to fully fall asleep after that. I get up at 8. I am sweating alot this morning and don't feel real well. At 10:45 I have my nails done and bring home a Cupid hot dog for Frank and I. We both get indigestion. Mine lasts all day. I feel ill at dinnertime. I eat a yogurt pushup. About 8 p.m. I eat a frozen cannelloni dinner and tangerine and 1/2 banana. I feel better. I can't stay awake after 10 p.m. I go to bed at 11.
I had night sweats last night too, and sometimes have indigestion if I eat too close to bedtime. It seems Mom is having a continuing problem with sweating. I would attribute most of it to menopausal symptoms, but undergoing chemotherapy is certainly making her symptoms even worse. Mom and I always went to Cupid's hot dogs in Van Nuys when we visited Grandma Johnson, pictured in yesterday's post. There was also a Cupid's across the street from CSU Northridge where I attended college from 1972-74. Their hot dogs were great with a thick juicy skin that squirted juice when you would bite into it. Add chili and onions and it would certainly cause indigestion.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Cupid's Hot Dogs
Saturday January 4, 1992
Up and feeling great! We go banking, shopping and have a Cupid's hot dog and ice cream at Baskin Robbins.
At home I make a huge salad for dinner tonight here with Marty, Kathy, Robbie and Dolores. Then I make a loaf of sandwiches for the Halfway Dance tonight.
Everyone arrives at 6 p.m.
Wow, this brings back some memories. Baskin-Robbins is still around in every town in America and 35 countries with 6000 stores and their 31 flavors of ice cream, but Cupid's Hot Dogs in Van Nuys was where Mom would take me when we were on a shopping excursion or when we went to visit her grandmother in Van Nuys. It was established in 1946, but only 3 stands remain today, in Northridge, Simi Valley, and Canoga Park, California. The one Mom took me as a child in Van Nuys was torn down, but the one across the street from the CSU Northridge campus I attended in the 70s is still there. Hot dogs with chili and onions was all they served. It was just a small roadside stand. The skin on the hot dog was thick and when I would bite through it, the juice would squirt in my face. The onions made my eyes water. The buns were soft and fresh. It was a real treat.
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