Po Dog is not for everyone—most notably those folks who balk at paying more than five bucks for a frickin' hot dog. But cradled in their wonderfully hearty Macrina buns and subjected to a variety of imaginative overhauls, Po Dog's dogs (Hebrew National for carnivores, Field Roast for herbivores) are closer to, say, a Honey Hole sandwich than a ballpark frank. Also, the place is gorgeous, so eat in, and make sure to try the perfectly delicious fries. (Po Dog, 1009 E Union St, 325-6055. 11 am–midnight.)

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