If I had a dollar for every time Dad has said "hot dog with onions and mustard" I would have a wad of cash! I have refused to eat this "food" for him while he watches me and if I could make it possible for him to not see a 7-11 when we pass one I would. I feel for the guy, I really do. Tonight I am going to break down and buy hot dogs from the store, boil and peel one for him to mash. We have some baked beans to serve with it - so pork (sort of) and beans is the main dish here.
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