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Peanut Butter Hotdogs


So this seven-year-old kid in DuBois, Pennsylvania loves peanut butter on everything and his mother obliges, though smearing it on hot dogs grossed her out.  At her son's pleading, she asked a local butcher to try to create a peanut butter hotdog - and they did.

"They won't discuss their process, combination of ingredients or brand of peanut butter. But they said the trick was to get the thick, oily peanut butter to blend smoothly before stuffing and cooking the franks," says the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette.

Let me get this straight - the way to make a perfect peanut butter hotdog is to combine the fattiest, least edible sweepings of the butcher's floor with the thickest, oiliest peanut butter?  I'm really torn about which is worse: this or the double cheese bacon donut burger.

Actually, I think the worst part of the story is the son/mother duo that started this whole sordid affair.  (Let me insert my usual kid disclaimer here: I have no kids and am ambivalent about ever having any. I understand that having no kids, and therefore rarely having to feed kids, I have no true idea the agony parents go through in getting little ones to eat.  That said...) There isn't a picture of the mother in this story but there is one of the kid who is pretty overweight and uncomfortable looking.  This is a kid that really doesn't need peanut butter, much less hot dogs.

Personally, I treat hotdogs like funnel cake - they're booth "food" items that I eat no more than twice a year and only in appropriate settings: hot dogs at sporting events, preferably baseball games, and funnel cakes at street fares or other outdoor venues.  If I didn't love the buggers so much, I'd cut them out completely...







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