Corndogs, yo 

So a while back, we were having one of those random discussions at work that leads to someone animatedly saying "I got corndogs, yo!" and waving his arms around, even though he did not have a corndog.

I'm sure you've all been there. We've all had a "corndogs, yo" moment.

This week rolls around and we're planning our office holiday potluck (which is tomorrow). What do I sign up for? Corndogs.

Yo.

See, I'd seen Alton Brown make them on Good Eats and it looks really easy. And I'm not a complete moron. So I figured I could pull it off.

Well, after 2 hours, I've learned I couldn't. My deep fryer doesn't get hot enough, nor is it deep enough, nor is it wide enough, to really fit in a corndog on a stick. So I improvised and just kinda dropped them in. Which seemed ok, except they'd stick to the bottom and then I couldn't really get them out without ripping the nice corny outside.

I'm still bringing them in, and I'm sure I'll get a couple of people to eat one out of pity, but they don't look good. Rather than having a nice uniform outside, they look more like "pigs in a blanket." Except rather than being in a nice, soft blanket of a crescent roll, it's a ratty old blanket of cornmeal.

I suck at making corndogs, yo.