Chili, cheese, sauerkraut, and onion sauce covered a thick line of spicy brown mustard over a steaming dirty-water hotdog nestled in a soft white bun. It was perfection. I take my hotdogs pretty seriously. As a true American, I understand that only the above condiments in any combination are appropriate for this classic source of sustenance. What could be better than a properly-dressed hotdog consumed while standing in front of a breeze-waved American flag? So you can imagine