It was like getting hot dogs from the heavens one recent evening. I had family coming over for a cookout the next day. That next day was not just any family get-together, but July Fourth, the birthday of our meat-eating nation. My uncle requested hot dogs. I obliged before I thought it through. I haven't purchased beef in about 15 years. I started abstaining from beef for environmental reasons--they seem to use too many resources. Even though I've been impressed with sustainable cattle farming methods, I just never got back to eating the animal more than once or so a year. With the meat-eating uncle, AND his health-conscious personal trainer wife/my aunt, on the way, I thought the best solution was the locavore--an organic, all-beef grass-fed hot dog sold at Franktuary, the hot dog shop in a downtown Pittsburgh church building. I called the shop, but they were closed on Saturday. Next, I checked out Right By Nature, a Pittsburgh grocer that carries a lot of organic/sustainable products. No dice. Next, I texted a co-operative market worker to see if she was at the office and could get these or some other beef product raised by organic farmer Ron Gargasz. Strike Two. By evening, I'd given up and had plans for dinner with another family member. We walked from my home in Pittsburgh's Lawrenceville neighborhood toward a Thai restaurant with a garden to die for. Then, in the distance... "Does that truck up there say 'Franktuary?'" I asked my stepmother. My heart skipped a beat. That very night, the business was having a kind of practice run for its new truck business, by serving friends at a party. I'd had a bad day, but really felt like God had my back at that moment. Franktuary sold me a frozen five-pack of the nitrate-free raw sausages for $10. It was worth every penny. My family and I loved our big juicy dogs straight from the grill. I couldn't stop thinking or talking about Franktuary's dogs. I had to drag The Allegheny Front's intern Estelle Tran and tech director Joey Spehar (pictured at left) to the downtown church spot to get another taste when the workweek resumed. I'm pretty sure we're all converts now.