And, I have a ritual. Reject the sausage, just go for the plain. At the condiments’ rack, reject the relish, kraut, ketchup and celery salt. However, be sure to trail on an even row of bright yellow mustard and take two or three small envelopes of red pepper flakes. That’s it. We’re complete.
I guess it’s a Latino thing, putting the pepper flakes on a hotdog, but it re-creates my dog for me! The texture combination of the mushy, mushy bun up against the boiled hotdog with it’s perfect amount of French’s (my grandson’s mustard) and those flakes positioned right along the mustard ribbon – washed down with some peppery Diet Coke – perfect!
The medium-warm after-taste is part of the experience, as well — carnival fix is complete!