When the Four Seasons – a four star hotel – serves hot dogs, it’s time to take notice. The Chicago Eater produces a top-ten list every year and those dogs are over the top. However, I’m less interested in overpriced and over the top dogs. Instead, I like the dives all over the city that deliver dogs to the masses. Masses like me. The hot dog above is from my dog joint of choice. It’s right around the corner from where I work. Of course, there can be fine nuances, but my hot dog is fairly typical served with green relish, a flat slice of pickle, a slice of flavorful tomato, a couple of hot peppers and a dash of celery salt (no onions for this guy). For friends from out of town, there is a rule in Chicago, no ketchup on a hot dog, as in never. Some places won’t serve you if you ask for it. The Chicago Tribune does a pretty good job here explaining the ban on ketchup.