Well, you know you've drunk the foodie Kool-Aid when your hot dogs come from The Fifth Quarter, and you grill them on your Jennair and serve them on buns made by splitting Acme Herb Slab bread. Even the mustard was fancypants and the greenie beanies were organic and local.
To come down out of the clouds a bit, I smeared 'em with sweet pickle relish and good old catsup from a squeeze bottle. I only tell you that so you'll understand who you are dealing with when I confess that I like Coleman's hot dogs better.
These Fifth Quarter hot dogs were no doubt superior, made from fine ingredients lovingly by hand. They cooked up beautifully and had that wonderful little *snap* you get when you bite into a natural casing. They were well seasoned and had a little more texture than the average. The only thing they really lacked was smoke, and I could have added that by cooking them over charcoal. There's really no logic to this - it comes down to personal preference. When it comes to hot dogs, give me Coleman's every time.
Even if I am a card-carrying foodie.