Looooooooooooooooooooooooooong after my bedtime, a 'friend', sent a short YouTube clip (Complete with a LOUD wake up DING) showing a Chicago Hot Dog Vendor... Serving a guy in a Boston Red Sox T-Shirt... a hot dog. They have idle chit chat, then, the Boston dude grabs the ketchup and says "I'm going to put ketchup on it too."
The vendor, who probably tells his little kids which sports, sport teams to like, as well as strong suggestion to his spouse on exactly what time they eat at night, not to mention, which way she should hang the toilet paper, what kinda undies she wears, and when (and when not) her mom can come over. He's incensed by the Bosox fan.
Incensed by this ridiculous lore that 'you can't put ketchup on a hot dog', shouts, "YOU CAN'T PUT KETCHUP ON A HOT DOG!"... and, as the Bostonian flips the top to the Heinz 57 bottle, the vendor draws his glock, points it at the poor dude.... Boston sees this, hollers "Can you help me officer?" to a passing cop. Cop sees the vendor with his gun pointed, points his own gun at the vendor - at which point, the vendor pleads "HE'S GOING TO PUT KETCHUP ON HIS HOT DOG!".. .thus, the cop immediately switches the aim of his gun at the poor Red Sox fan,
Ludicrous, 'all in fun;, whadever... the guy does so anyways (puts ketchup on it), and as he does you hear the gun BOOM.... next clip shows Boston laying on the ground, his hot dog flown out of his hand as he falls... How dare he threaten (snobbish) Custom, eat what he wants (NOT what we say he should eat. That.
Funny, ha ha, NO.
My first thought, close your ears, was, kiss my ass. I'll eat what I want, not what you want me to eat.
Then, I Googled to learn 79% of the people agree it's OK to have ketchup on a hot dog.
Backing up even more......
"The Chicago "no ketchup" tradition isn't from one
event but evolved from pride in quality ingredients, a desire to not overpower complex flavors, and a cultural pushback against masking subpar meat, especially during the Depression, leading to it becoming a symbol of true Chicago identity, with ketchup seen as childish or redundant with the dog's many other sweet, tangy, and spicy toppings." I say AI learned 'jibberish' adeptly.) And, I vote it's a damn snobby tradition. "How dare you come to our City and put what you want on your food?"
EVEN WORSE...... my buddy who woke my ass up sending the YouTube video in the middle of the night is one of, THE BIGGEST ST. LOUIS CARDINAL's FANS, EVER. He lives in OK now, but, originally from Missouri - and recently we were disussing rivals... and I said "KU is by far the biggest rival in my book." "Oh, I don't know Vic, I can't stand the Cubs more than that." Yet, he wants to be the Food Critic for The Chicago Tribune?
I love going to the Royal's home games and watching the "Hot Dog Race". Bottom of whatever inning, they have these three people dressed like Hot Dogs... one is Red (Ketchup) one is Yellow (Mustard) and one is Green (Relish.) For three consecutive years, my role at the local golf course I work at, has been to purchase the condiments for the hot dog eaters at our big tourneys. Due to observation the first couple years, I now always buy one small thing of relish... one big thing of Mustard, and TWO HUGE Things of Ketchup all based on popularity, who eats what.
Thus, when I do watch that Royal's Hot Dog race... .I've always rooted for Relish to win, I like rooting for the underdog, mebbe pun intended.
NO MORE. GO KETCHUP! TRIP THOSE BASTA'S IF YOU HAVE TO!!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
The dogs are hot, ready off the grill. Pup? Hand me that huge bottle of 57 wouldya?
Love, Victurd
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