STAFF PICK: Picture a solid, pure-beef frankfurter, grilled until brown and plump, and wrapped in a strip of crispy mesquite-smoked bacon. This dog nestles gently into a fluffy bun baked fresh that day by the bakery down the street. And if there's any doubt remaining about the origin of this delicacy, a Mexican flag of ketchup, mayonnaise and green chile salsa tops the whole, before it's turned over to the customer for any additional ingredients: grated cheddar cheese, finely chopped tomatoes, onions, jalapeños or salsa. This is the most perfect form of ballpark food known to humankind; and you can get it six days a week at BK's (closed Mondays), a funky al fresco place on the south side. BK's also serves some of the finest carne asada in town, encased in scrumptious homemade corn or flour tortillas. This may be the last holdout in town where you can find such singular indulgence for only three bucks.
