TOD:
My first hot dog was likely one my mother made. My father ran a Texaco station in Johnston SC way back in the early 1950s. He also sold hot dogs, with the traditional steamer for the weiners and buns. My mother made chili at home and brought it in. Folks who didn't buy gas from my father would stop by for a hot dog with chili.
My favorite dog has mustard and onions with chili. I also love mustard and onions with sauer kraut.
Through the years, we'd go out to a drive-in (not a theater, no...a "food" drive-in) and get our hot dogs with chili. "The Clock" was a popular establishment in Greenville SC during the late 1950s-1970s. We'd stop for the hot dogs...either sit there and eat them or take them home.
Flash forward to post-1990 after my father had his stroke: My folks were living in Aaron's Creek VA at the time and my mother would take my father to the doctor for monthly check-ups. This necessitated a drive to South Boston VA. After his appointment, my mother would ask my father if he wanted to get something to eat before they went home. He'd usually be okay with whatever she suggested, but one day she asked him what he had a hankering for. My father's stroke had seriously impaired the speech center of his brain and he could not often remember the correct term for something.
When my mother asked him what he wanted, he looked at her intensely and then spat out "Hooley-Dooleys". From that day to the present, my mother and I refer to hot dogs as "hooley-dooleys".
