Foot, yeah, that's about it. Though hot dogs generally have a bit more sodium-nitrite bite.

Where were you raised that there was no bologna? Or baloney if you'd rather?

When I was a kid I remember a stage where all I would eat was bologna and plain yellow mustard on white bread... mmm now I'm hungry, but now I've evolved to wheat bread with spicy mustard and American cheese. The color of bologna still reminds me of earthworms though.

Welcome, You.

Bologna is made out of earthworms. And testicles that aren't of sufficiently high quality to be used in hot dogs.

Bologna isn't so scary when you compare it to the horrors of kipper snacks (no, I don't think I fully understand what the kippering process entails, and I don't want to, I'd prefer to eat it in ignorance) or pickled herring. (best in the with-sour-cream variety in my book) All bologna (and most hot dogs) amount to are some generic meat that you can't recognize anymore. Could be chicken, turkey, beef or pork. Throwing scraps in the grinder is hardly creative. Pickling fish? That takes style (or at least a seriously stunted concept of the culinary arts)

I knew a guy who tested/serviced equipment controls in factory settings. One of his clients once was a turkey dog factory.

The factory would remove the breast from turkeys to use for lunch meat, then they would boil the rest of the carcass. That boiled carcass would be smooshed between two large rollers with holes in them, kind of like a foley food mill. The turkey mush that squeezed through the holes of the roller would then be mixed with flavorings and preservatives, and pumped into the casings for the dogs.

That description is much better than I expected, actually.

Another weird food site I found :thepain3:

BTW, Worked in a plant for a while and ran both.
The difference between Kosher and non-Kosher is HUGE!!!!
If there is a product where there is a choice between the two, I buy Kosher, no matter what the price difference. Even if that means I cannot afford to eat it when I want it.
This is not an exaggeration... and I will eat almost anything, but it needs to be clean.
My Dad just brought me home a jar of creamed herring!

My condolences.

I like it... s-good chit.