We've gone to the dogs.

What the hell is with people bringing dogs into public eateries and drinkeries, supposing drinkeries is even a word.

I'm currently sitting at the uncomfortably small table in the corner of a newly opened 'ye Olde Irish' fashioned pub with a Thai food infusion, and suddenly "woof woof woof" yells the damn black poodle type thing near the front of the establishment.

I admit, I'm not a 'dog person', I grew up with a cat which was equally as black, but emitted less woofs.
That's not to say however, that I completely dislike dogs, they have their place, sure, at other people's houses, which is what my mother once eloquently proffered.

This dog in an eatery piffle is something that took me aback when I moved to London. Why on earth are these noisy, potentially dangerous and disease ridden bundles of annoyance allowed to be near where food is being prepared?

I looked up the laws on this after this latest affront to my peaceful eating experience, and it seems it is not illegal to bring animals into such places. It is simply incumbent on the establishment's owner to ensure food is still prepared to the appropriate safety standards and up to them whether or not they allow their non canine wrangling customers to be tormented in such a manner.

Bollocks.

Cold Dog

See this hotdog? Looks pretty good, right? Plenty of additions. 
It's stone cold. Yeah, a cold 'hot' dog. 
This cost $9.50. 
Even worse, my hopes were really high for this. I was excited to be in here due to the sign on the street promoting these hotdogs, that were only available from 9.30. We got here at 9. We bought beer and played Street Fighter and pool until they were ready to serve this up. At 9.48 we went to the counter and asked for our hotdogs. Except, they weren't ready. No tongs apparently. Had just received 80 orders to the kitchen so they were running behind we were told. Chris is a bit of a numbers man, so he did his thing and counted 37 potential patrons. 80 was a lie. 
All of a sudden there was a bunch of tongs and they were ready. 
Out come the hotdogs. Stone cold, overpriced hotdogs.
Bar Cleveland, Redfern, New South Wales.