Jaequan’s Hot Dog Stand is Legit. Permit Patty Go Home. [VIDEO]

Jaequan’s Hot Dog Stand is Legit. Permit Patty Go Home. [VIDEO]

Jaequan’s Hot Dog Stand is Legit. Permit Patty Go Home. [VIDEO]

Permit Patty, go home. Minneapolis doesn’t need your meddling, because Jaequan Faulkner has got this covered.

Jaequan Faulkner is a thirteen-year-old budding entrepreneur whom any parent would be proud to call their own. He’s the owner/operator of a hot dog stand in North Minneapolis, and what’s more — he’s been doing this for two years already.

It all started in 2016, when Jaequan asked his uncle, Jerome Faulkner, if he could borrow his hot dog roaster. Jaequan got the okay, and it was off to the races for him. He began selling hot dogs that summer to get money for clothes, but now he operates his stand out of sheer love for business. And people:

“I see someone go by with a frown on their face. I’m there with a smile, then I see a smile on their face. I just made a smile on somebody’s face by selling them a hot dog.”

But every party has its pooper, and a few weeks ago some buzzkill reported Jaequan’s hot dog stand to the Minneapolis Department of Health for not having a permit.

And so bureaucrats are gonna bureaucrat and the city shut down the teenager’s hot dog stand, right?

Not so fast. Instead, the Minneapolis Department of Health stepped in to help Jaequan become legit. As director Dan Huff said:

“We can help him get the permit. Let’s make this a positive thing and help him become a business owner.”

And help him they did. Health inspectors showed Jaequan how to cook his hot dogs to the correct temperature. They provided him with a hand-washing station. In addition, they put him in touch with a local nonprofit that helps local entrepreneurs get started.

Those hot dogs look delicious, don’t they? I’ve seen a lot sketchier dogs on Buck Night at the ballpark. But everything at Jaequan’s stand looks first rate.

Oh, and there’s now an official-sounding name for Jaequan’s business, too. It’s “Mr. Faulkner’s Old-Fashioned Hot Dogs,” and you can find out more about this at its new Facebook page, set up by the nonprofit.

Now Jaequan’s permit lasts for only ten days, so he’ll be needing to move his stand. But a group has already stepped up to give him a place to sling his hot dogs: a police precinct! What a great way to help build bridges in the urban community.

After that, the Urban League and a local church will sponsor his next permits, so the stand will  be covered through the rest of the summer before school starts again.

This whole story could’ve ended badly, but it didn’t. City officials could’ve chosen to be hard-nosed nitpickers and shut Jaequan down. Members of the urban community could’ve responded by throwing down the race card. Instead, this young man learned valuable lessons on how to run a business. He pays his “employees” as well as his taxes. Moreover he earned his permit — the city just didn’t give it to him.

Yes this story ended well. And I have a feeling that Jaequan Faulkner has a bright future ahead of him.

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Kim is a pint-sized patriot who packs some big contradictions. She is a Baby Boomer who never became a hippie, an active Republican who first registered as a Democrat (okay, it was to help a sorority sister's father in his run for sheriff), and a devout Lutheran who practices yoga. Growing up in small-town Indiana, now living in the Kansas City metro, Kim is a conservative Midwestern gal whose heart is also in the Seattle area, where her eldest daughter, son-in-law, and grandson live. Kim is a working speech pathologist who left school system employment behind to subcontract to an agency, and has never looked back. She describes her conservatism as falling in the mold of Russell Kirk's Ten Conservative Principles. Don't know what they are? Google them!

  • Skid Marx says:

    This young entrepreneur has his ducks all in a row. I don’t usually do frankenfood cuttings from the floor of the meat processer but I would buy one to help Jaequan out if I was ever travelling in the glorious People’s Republik of Minnesota. A thief of joy! That pretty much sums it all up about Patty Permit.
    Now let’s shame all of the Permit Patty wannabe bureaucrats with some mock, scorn, and ridicule.

  • GWB says:

    What a great story! (If he added some brats [order some good ones from a German food supplier] I’d be all over that!)

    I’ve seen a lot sketchier dogs on Buck Night at the ballpark.
    Or at 7-11, any time of the day.

    BTW, most of the regulation that keeps people from starting their own businesses (or fined for trying to, but not complying with red tape) produce a LOT of red tape and hassles and cost for very marginal benefit. But gov’t never suffers for that poor cost/benefit analysis, and it’s always oriented on preventing anything from ever going wrong, anywhere, anyhow.
    Also, this wouldn’t have turned out so well if it weren’t a local permitting agency. One of the problems with nationalizing everything is there’s no leeway to actually produce this kind of outcome. Good on Minneapolis for this.

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  • Russ Wood says:

    What’s this? A local bureaucrat with a heart? And helpful also? Gotta be drummed out of the “Jobsworth” League! (For reference, see British singer Jeremy Taylor and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fz44_Sp0K8A).

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