Tubby Dog, oh Tubby Dog, where for art thou my Tubby Dog?
Turns out they're in a handy little spot on 17th Ave. And a great stop for late night munchies.
The first time I ever had a Tubby Dog was over the summer. It was after hours, and by after hours I think closer to 3 am, so only the walk up window was open. But being that it was a nice summer night, I ordered my A-bomb and sat down on a nearby bench to gobble it up with my friends (note: they were chowing down on their own dogs).
The next time I stopped in at Tubby Dog was during a bachelorette party, it was also a late night munchie stop, but we managed to talk ourselves past the door just as they were switching over to the walk up window only. This time round I had me a classic. It was just as big and messy as the A-bomb.
I have yet to hit up Tubby Dog for any of their live events, though I've heard good things about them (bands and movie nights), so that's next up on my list besides sniffing out the other items on their menu.
A little insider tip: Don't be afraid to grab a fork.