:belated golf clap:
So if I eat 40 hot-dogs-in-a-bun each week, does that make me the lowest common denominator?
OK, least common multiple, but that spoils the joke…
I once saw a program on tv called ‘How it’s Made’…or something like that…and the episode I saw was an in depth tutorial on how hot dogs are made. Prior to viewing this program, I enjoyed an occasional hot dog, but not anymore. I have never been able to block out that image of that machine squirting pudding-like meat into those disgusting casings.
I wonder if hot dog plant employees ever eat hot dogs…
I can verify at least one Oscar Mayer employee did.
All sausages are made that way. Just think, it could be worse - the “disgusting casings” used to be made from intestines - now they’re synthetic. Eat up, I say. There’s quite a lot of food that is “disgusting” in its preparation. I mean, take milk for example. Squirted all steamy and warm out of a frikkin’ COW? Let’s not even go near stuff such as chicken nuggets.
But it still hasn’t made me a vegetarian.
I always thought this was a stupid question. Hot dog makers are meat packers. Hot dog bun makers are bakers. They are in two different industries. Why should there be any correllation between the number of items in one package vs. another?
Ed
Well, they’re different industries but their products are rather dependent on one another. What’s a wiener without a bun? What’s a hot dog bun without a wiener? I suppose the logical thing is for dependent products to be sold with equal quantities in a perfect world, but that’s a world that doesn’t care about profits…
I love this explanation. 
That’s pretty much the essence of Cecil’s answer: bakers like numbers that divide evenly (multiples of 2, 3, or 4), because they package and stack neatly. Butchers just like stuff that adds up to an even pound. These days it seems there’s been at least some accommodation between the two industries; I always buy those “bun length” dogs, which come 8 to a pack and evenly match a standard package of buns.
See, this is why I like to slap a frankfurter on a piece of bread diagonal, add some ketchup and relish, fold it and finish it.
Life’s too short to mess with buns.
Peanut butter and banana sandwich.