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I saw this on FriendFeed and thought it would be fun for the kids. They were pretty excited at first, but as it turns out, they can handle doing this for one package of hot dogs, but two packages is pushing their attention span. Seth was the first to fold because for six years he was the youngest in our family and those years helped him to master the art of quietly walking away while no one is paying attention to go do something less like work. Zack noticed, however, and tried to tell Seth to come back to the table and help because the more people that helped meant the faster we could eat. When Seth could not be persuaded, Zack followed suit and made his way back to Pokemon Platinum on DS. Sarah then complained that Zack just did what he was harping on Seth not to do, but she stayed with me for as long as she could (she had a Young Women meeting to attend). I could barely stick with it, but got the rest of the cut up hot dogs speared with the dry spaghetti. I experimented by pasta-poking the dog and leaving them on the ends. I wanted to see if the spaghetti would stay in and told the kids I was making jellyfish.

The poked dogs went into the hot water, and a little while later, the kids were excited once again to see what they had created. Zoe really likes hot dogs (her first time), so even though she had rice and cut up hot dog to keep her busy during dinner prep, she tried a spaghetti dog (or whatever they’re called) with gusto. She didn’t smile or laugh, but ate and flung spaghetti with a serious face–the neural connections were firing so I could tell she was enjoying herself. The boys liked them, too. They declined spaghetti sauce, but Zack took me up on gravy which I tasted and approved. What doesn’t get better with gravy? I liked it both with and without.

I have to admit that the pictures I took look disgusting. I mean, it’s kind of crafty and fun, but they’re still just hot dogs. I like them better in a bun with mustard and ketchup. And being an island girl, I would like them next best on rice with furukake or better yet, in chili over rice. This was my first time trying hot dogs in pasta (strike that, reverse it) and I’d probably not do it again anytime soon. It was fun for ten seconds.

Posted on June 16th, 2009 by trish
Filed under: Haley Kids, Recipe