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Originally Posted by Sakabadger
The host went to some hot dog place in Chicago or New York or something, and at the end he went around asking people what condiments they liked to put on it. Everyone there answered "mustard," and again, so far so good. The host, though, was like "I like some ketchup on my hotdog" and the atmosphere suddenly changed. The employees and proprietors seemed to think putting ketchup on a hotdog was either very childish or completely tasteless, and they wouldn't even put any on the host's hot dog.
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A true Chicago Style hot dog does not have ketchup on it. It does have a Vienna Beef hot dog, a poppy seed bun, mustard, chopped onion, relish, a pickle spear, tomato slices, cucumber slices, jalapeno peppers, and seasoning salt. Some hot dog places in Chicago will forbid you from putting ketchup on a Chicago Style hot dog, as it breaks tradition.
If you are ever in Chicago, you have to hit up The Wieners Circle.
"What the fuck you want?"
"A motha-fuckin hot dog and sum goddamn fries."
"You want a fuckin drink with that shit?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Here you go mutha-fucka. Now eat this shit and go fuck yourself."
"Fuck you too."
This really isn't an exaggeration. The place opens at midnight, and closes after all the drunks, hoes, gangbangers, and gutterpunks get served (usually right after sunrise).
Jam it back in, in the dark.