Very few people know this, but today is the only day of the year meant to commemorate all the hogs that have become a part of American history…in our hotdogs and bologna.

My understanding of the holiday is that if you see the shadow of a traditional bologna sandwich (typically eaten on this holiest of days),  then you’ll probably scurry back into your house in frustration knowing that this is indicative of six more weeks of winter.

But…if the pork sausage remains shadowless, then you can expect winter to be over! yaay!!

Attempting the tradition with a tofurkydog usually ends with a false reading.