 Weber with two Bs. I never overwhelm you with guests. In fact, we're going with the skinny rundown, which I think we could all use after the culinary challenges of yesterday. Even on my own, in a lavish one-bedroom apartment here in Los Angeles, I forced myself to have a couple hot dogs. Not Kobayashi or Joey Chestnut style, just to celebrate our freedom. After all, it was Independence Day. Wide open in the first hour.