These were all very foreign to a kid like me who grew up in the suburban setting of Lilburn, Ga. It was only on television, where a NYC hot dog cart ever provided me with such an illusion of greatness.
As the years passed I befriended the “hot dog man”. Particularly Barnett and I, who’d stop by his stand at the end of a long evening of throwing back Sweetwater 420’s to tell this man that we loved him. And to be quite honest – I do.
It’s been many years since those days at “dolla-keers”, so many that I hate to even do the math. During that time, I’ve seen Rumen put forth work on a computer science degree and I’ve met his lovely wife, and his family.
So, once again, it was my pleasure to spend several late-night hours chatting with Rumen last weekend in Athens. Come to think of it, students graduate, restaurants and bars change, but Rumen still remains. So long as he’s there, I’ll keep making the effort to relive my college glory days.