Fred's wood-grilled dogs are frankly a local favorite

By Genevieve Rajewski

Globe Correspondent / May 23, 2007

E-mail|
Reprints|

Text size – +

The morning's desolate parking lot and ominous clouds around Lake Quannapowitt don't seem to perturb Fred Rex. "You have to be part weatherman to do this job," he says, tucking a hot dog into the sole customer's waiting bun. The man scurries away, using one hand to shield his lunch from spitting raindrops. He dines in a parked ... (Full article: 1061 words)