Hot Dog (an editorial... sort of)
It starts with a good sausage.
The snap of a natural casing when you bite into it is a good thing.
The roll should match the dog. A fresh classic hot dog bun is fine for a standard sized dog, but don't be wrappin' some half-pound mega-wiener in one. Make the effort to find the right roll for the dogs you're cooking.
Hot dogs are precooked. "Cooking" them the second time is about more than just heating them up. Boiling dogs in water? Really? Braise them in beer infused with spices. Poach them in a vat of sauerkraut. Better yet, grill or griddle 'em. Blister to taste.
Mustard.
Mustard and finely chopped white onions.
Mustard, finely chopped white onions, and hot dog chili.
Mustard, finely chopped white onions, hot dog chili, and melting shreds of cheese.
Once you go beyond these, best not be in Detroit or its surrounding 'burgs.
Indeed, if you are dressing your dog with anything other than the above, you're "out there," "lost in left field," "touched," "raised wrong," "commie pinko pheg," or from Chicago.
Be aware that some consider allowing your kids to put ketchup on a hot dog is child abuse.
The term, "slaw dog" is appropriate. One does not put slaw on a hot dog. One creates "slaw dogs." It's this whole other thing. Please, use a savory slaw. Sweet slaw and a hot dog in the same bun is... I can't think about it!
Relish. If you must, don't make me watch you do it. Don't wax eloquent about it. STFU and eat your dog that way if it's your thing.
Caramelized onions. To me, these are more of a bratwurst, knockwurst, sausage kinda thing, but, I'm not getting into the "dogs a sausage" convo. It's circular. An unending trap for those under the influence. I'd rather listen to Disco Inferno over and over for a solid half-hour.
Onions & peppers. Just get an Italian sausage, for goodness sake!
Chicken liver pate. That brings us to...
Dog Abuse Parties. Go ahead. Throw one. Challenge attendees to dress up dogs with anything they can imagine and then some. Hey, they're eating it. You don't have to. Kick things off by presenting the SNL skit, Boy Dance Party. Then, when the guy brought by the girl who knows the girl who knows your friend puts live meal worms on his dog, you can smugly hope that Boy Dance Party plays in his mind every time he smells or thinks of a hot dog.
I could keep going, but, I'll close by encouraging you to dog on, and GBO.