I don’t get this. Why is it bad to put ketchup on a hotdog? I don’t like it personally, I just use mustard, but I know for a fact that all the hodog places have ketchup in the condiment area here at least. I’ve even eated hotdogs with ketchup before and it didn’t taste bad or anything.
I have. If you don’t like it, take it to the pit.
Peanut butter, cheese, fried onions, and ketchup. Mmmmmmmmmm! Works on hot dogs, too! But not sausages on a bun - these must have good mustard and nothing else. (Sausages onna stick are to be avoided.)
It was Dirty Harry that was dead set against the ketchup on a dog thing; I was simply echoing his sentiments. Some people drown their fries in mayonaisse, which I find a little revolting, and evidently so did Jules in Pulp Fiction.
Personally, I prefer BLT and club sndwiches sans the mayo; they are just fine without it if the lettuce and toamatoes are fresh and juicy.
This was commented on earlier- Hot dog snobs/food purists protest the practice, claiming the sweetness of ketchup interacts in appalling ways with the saltiness of the hot dog. Or something. It’s nonsense. But I’ve had to deal with these people trying to get in the way of me and my hot dog.
Cecil has written on this. I see his point, but, as even he says, it’s really nothing to disrupt your bodily functions about.
I thought we never learned Spenser’s first name. . . 
I’ll dip a french fry into just about anything…mayo, ranch, cocktail sauce, tartar sauce, hot mustard…as long as the fry is good and hot and heavily salted, I’m good.
I know that you can eat tuna raw out of the can, I do in tuna salad, but I boil mine when putting it in casseroles. It just seems wrong to add uncooked meat or fish to a hot dish.
That actually made me gag a little!
Eggs MUST be fully cooked! I can do it over HIGH HEAT (heaven forbid!) and not have brown crusty spots, too!
Meat must be fully cooked - no hint of pink.
Veggies must be cooked fully - not crunchy or soggy/mushy
My hot dogs must have ketchup and mustard. Other condiments depend on my mood and taste.
But…you’re going to cook it IN the casserole!
And canned tuna is cooked. It’s not “raw” by any stretch of the imagination.
I’ma have to agree with the “meat must be pink!” folks. I didn’t really enjoy steak until I tried it medium or medium-rare. That’s mostly because frankly I think raw meat looks tastier, and if you can preserve a little bit of that, all the better.
Here are my “against the grain” beliefs:
-No milk on cereal. It tastes delicious, at first, but once I get to the soggy stuff I start gagging. I always eat my cereal dry with a glass of milk to accompany it.
-I eat my BLT’s without the LT and with C (cheese). Whenever I order it at subway I always say that my sandwich is a “bacon” sandwich rather than a BLT, otherwise I get the whole “y’know, it’s not really a BLT without the L and the T” from the server. And there’s gotta be cheese, because a sandwich just seems so bare without it.
-I eat my hotdogs bare-ass nekkid. None of that nasty ketchup OR mustard, thanks. Actually, I lied, I do like chili dogs with cheese and onions. But when those aren’t available, I just stick with the dog and the bun.
-Another poster mentioned his wife not liking soggy bread. I used to be pretty gung-ho about this, to the point where I rarely ate any bread at all. I’m better about it now, but I still can’t eat stuff like bread pudding.
-I’m not a big fan of bananas, but when I do eat them, they always have to have a little bit of green in them so that they’re nice and solid. When they start getting brown spots, they get mushy, and mushy bananas make my skin crawl.
I dip my fries in mayo. I like them that way and it pleases me to make other people gag.
I don’t twist my Oreos apart and I don’t dunk them in milk. I’m proud to be un-amerkin in this regard.
I love blueberry pie, but not hot, nor even room temperature. Stick it in the fridge for a few hours, slice, add whipped cream, and serve. Paradise!
Do not give me scrambled eggs that are still moist, let alone dripping! Cook them until they start to get brown on the edges. Then I can enjoy them.
With the exceptions of a grilled cheese sandwich and ham-and-cheese on rye, I cannot stand having melted cheese in my food. Not only to I not like the texture, but the cheese is the only thing I can taste. Needless to say, I need to do a lot of special orders when I go out. At almost every burger joint I visit, I almost always have to tell them “plain, no cheese”. Because If I just say plain, it will still have cheese. Even if I say something like “pickles only” I will get a burger with pickles and cheese. I’ve also had plenty of servers look at me like I was speaking Martian when I ask to have no cheese on my Philly cheesesteak.
I thought ketchup was only any good ON hotdogs! Not that I like hotdogs, really.
Oh, but when I do eat them at home <or make hamburgers> I skip the bread.
No, not dieting, just…prefer my meat to be meat, not in a sandwich.
Put some toasted bread on the SIDE and I’ll eat it… 
I’m also with the not-crunchy pasta crowd.
And my sweetie and I disagree on rice, as well.
I tend to cook it, well…almost al-dente. Because I hate MUSHY rice, and that’s what it turns into most of the time. I seem to have no problem with slightly chewy rice, though; it was about the 6th time my sweetie tried rice I’d made that he finally asked if I was doing this on purpose; he’d thought I just had no fricking clue how to make rice. Which is probably true, since I can never get to that perfect spot…even with a rice cooker, following directions and everything, I somehow screw it up!
However, I prefer sushi rice or jasmine or basmati, which are typically a lot heftier than what my sweetie is used to, so…maybe there’s the difference.
Come down to Buenos Aires… people routinely ask for ice to put in their red wine at restaurants and cafés here.
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Furthermore, with the exception of lettuce and pickles on burgers, and sliced cucumbers in a hoagie, I do not use condiments on anything. No mustard, ketchup, mayo, relish, oil, vinegar, special sauce, tomatoes, onions, etc. on my food. None. At all. Ever.
And I have had people openly question my American citizenship because I cannot stand pizza. At all. I’m sure it has a lot to do with my aforementioned revulsion of melted cheese mixes with other things.
Preach it! Steaks must be served medium at least or I’m sending it back. Eggs must be cooked firm in all preparations. And grits need to be hit with as much pepper, cheese, butter, hot sauce and bacon as the law will allow. (In fact, the wife is currently making a batch of Jalapeno Cheddar Grits for dinner tonight.)
Cold pizza is the Hangover Cure of the Gods.
Dude. Have you seen raw tuna in sushi or seared for dinner? The stuff in a can is cooked. Already. You don’t need to cook it again.
Really? Was that whole article by Cecil silver tounged in cheek? Come on, ruins the complex flavors? It’s a freakin hotdog. I mean I love hotdogs, but I wouldn’t consider their flavors complex. Maybe I’m eating the wrong kind? Generally I stick to kosher beef hotdogs, because I know it’s safe and I’ve read The Jungle. I know he took liberties, but still, I can’t eat a non-kosher hotdog without an extremely vivid image of biting into a finger.