Hot Dog Heaven is indeed the place I'd like to go when I die.
Hot dogs, fries, shakes ... all done to perfection. If you ARE going to get a hot dog though, you gotta go jumbo all beef. It's the only way.
My favourite way to get my dog dressed?
"Hot Dog w/Melted Cheese and Bacon."
Literally, not for the faint of heart. It is a salt-fest that would make any well-tuned ticker stop dead in it's tracks ... which is maybe another reason for the name of the establishment evoking themes of the afterlife.
Located in a converted "old-timey" house, eating at Hot Dog Heaven is like eating in your own home ... if your home suddenly had a row of deep fryers, a grill and an array of folks ready to take your order.
It is so much like home that, after ordering a massive amount of food, the gentlemen who was working brought an extra chili cheese fries just because we "hadn't tried them." And they were GOOD! I am not a huge Chili fan myself, but this is exactly what "topping chili" should be like.
You like hot dogs? Well DUH! Go to Hot Dog Heaven!