I’m from Chicago and I take my hot dogs seriously. None of this tofu/turkey/healthy dog crap. It’s gotta be 100% beef, no fillers, with a casing that snaps. You can’t get Vienna Beef dogs out here in Colorado (at least I can’t find any), so Hebrew National is the next best bet. Poppy seed buns are also tough to find, so I make do. But I do not put ketchup on my dogs. According to Chicago hot dog law, A has another two weeks to enjoy ketchup on his hot dog, then he’s outta luck, it’s mustard or nothing. J has another three years to enjoy that abomination.
But I don’t think J is going to go along with the “mustard ONLY” decree in this house. He has his own thoughts on what should go on a dog:
Mommy! The grapes can cool off my hot dog!
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