Writers Writing About Comfort Food: Hot Dogs

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Chicago Literati

I grew up in a family that liked a lot of meat. In the blood of my father is Polish and German, and both parents had farmers in their families, so eating livestock came naturally. Vegetarianism is not an option.

We had some rough times though, so steak and pork chops weren’t always available, but it was okay because we had hot dogs.


They were the dinner of choice for when Dad got locked out of his job, when we’d just splurged on a birthday or holiday, or when the other meat got freezer burn. Sometimes though, we just felt like hot dogs.


A person can measure their maturity level through their hot dog toppings. As a kid, I always asked for ketchup. When I got older, I graduated to mustard and ketchup, then just mustard, then mustard and relish, until I reached the adulthood of the Chicago hot dog…

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