For as long as anyone can remember, Mustard’s Last Stand — the quaint, red and yellow hot dog shack that sits just a block away from Ryan Field — has been a staple of North Evanston eateries and Northwestern football gamedays.
No, seriously. If you were to hop in a time machine and go back to when Evanston was but a swampy marsh, the lone building you’d see standing would be Mustard’s. Go back even further and it’s rumored you’d play witness to velociraptors chowing down on Chicago Dogs and a triceratops begging for a Beyond Burger. Even in a period before time and space were intertwined, Mustard’s remained, perhaps floating on space rock or in an entirely separate astral plane.