or so it seemed to us. We had already eaten lunch and so were not really hungry when we happened upon the Coney Island eatery in a fringe area of down-town Tulsa one weekend afternoon. My hometown of Cincinnati is known for it's coneys ("chili-dog town" is one of its many monikers) so I just HAD to go in and try the coneys. I ate one; my friend had two. He was suitably reverent about one of my favorite childhood foods. This was the SNACK we shared the day my friend learned to love coneys. I take a bit of pride in the fact that each time he returns to Tulsa for his business he makes it to Coney Island on 4th street!