Went last night to sample these dogs. Great old-American style hot dogs: they arrive nestled in a toasted white-bread type bun. The bun is essentially the exact same griddle-toasted vehicle usually encountered more often in the context of traditional New England lobster rolls.
The frank itself was plump and attractive with its latticework of slashes, creating a raised grid along its length. It tasted smoky, similar to a Hebrew National dog. Rather than being of the snappy skin variety, these dogs were exceptional in the way each bite was uniformly toothsome, plump, and juicy. The following appraisal is not a criticism but praise: these dogs reminded me of the ones I use to love at Friendly's restaurants when I was a little kid. In fact, I was craving a Reese's Pieces sundae as a modest palate cleanser.
The potato salad was "good of its kind," and the shoestring fries, while slightly limp, were expertly salted. In all honesty, a shared pitcher of Harpoon Summer ale helped us clean our plates of every last french fry morsel.
We also loved the vibe, which was effortlessly relaxed and just about the polar opposite of anything resembling pretension. Additionally, while many of Manhattan's "classic" saloons (The White Horse, McSorley's) are rife with sometimes impenetrably surly attitude and gruff, brusque service, our waitress was extremely solicitous and kind.
I'll be back.