OY! Frankfurters

Connie and I just returned from visiting a friend in Kentucky. While there, we took one of their famous Bourbon Tours (hiccup). The scent of mash in the tanks brought back memories of my dad making moonshine. The primary difference being that they let theirs age in charred oak barrels—Dad didn’t have the patience for that.

We also toured a Shaker village and Connie bought some brooms to give as gifts. They’re too nice (and expensive) to use for sweeping, so I suppose the lucky recipients will reserve them for midnight rides.

If you’re new to Friday Flash Fiction, the Superheroine of 100-word stories who posts our photo prompt each week is Hazel Brunhild Wisoff-Fields. If you’d like to participate in this exercise in madness, head over to her blog for step-by-step instructions. To view the FFF  Hollywood Squares Authors Block click here.

copyright – Roger Bultot
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is our final stop on Superhero Row, the home and laboratory of Shalom Shlacker and his portly sidekick, Bagel Boy.”
The guide pointed to the roll-up door. “This is the garage for the Deli Wagon, a portable kitchen filled with high-tech utensils created to protect kosher foods from becoming cross-contaminated by non-kosher contact.
“In the movie, OY! Frankfurters, Shlacker’s nemesis, the evil Mr. Shekel/Dr. Chyde, contaminates a hot dog factory, kidnaps Bagel Boy, and tortures him with pickled pork feet. At the last second, Shlacker comes to the rescue and handcuffs Chyde with a hard pretzel.”


35 Comments on “OY! Frankfurters

  1. Dear Bagel Boy,

    Oy oy oy. I’m doing a Hebrew hora with joy to see I have a name this week. I can just imagine you on the bourbon tour with your cherry-red cheeks contrasting the silver hair. Quite the statement against your blue suit with a star of David on your chest and red terrycloth cape flying out behind you. Might I offer you a Hebrew National dog or two? They answer to a higher power you know. 😉


    Hazel Brunhide W(T)F

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    • Dear Hazel Brunhild W(T)F,

      I love the visual image of me in the blue suit (let’s hope it’s not skin tight) with the star and cape. I do love the Hebrew National dogs. Put a little kraut and mustard on there and I’m good to go. I bet they’d be good on bagels too.

      Watch for drones on your next ride,
      Bagel Boy


  2. Entertaining take on the prompt, Russell. The inventor in me wonders whether the Deli Wagon could be modified to handle Vegan/non-Vegan foods. There’s a fortune to be made there, somewhere!

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  3. haha! Glad you enjoyed your trip to Kentucky. The longer I live here the more I understand why bourbon (or alcohol in general) is so important. Grr…

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    • Yes, I understand the need for alcohol, especially with some of the politicians we have. Here in Arkansas micro-breweries are the thing. It seems like there’s one on every corner and they now call it the Ale Trail.

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