It is Sunday, just Dad and I plus two football games (though the second is on now), curling, golf and hockey.
So that equation all adds up to hot dogs with fried onions and root beer.
Oh, I have never mentioned this but the family tradition for eating hot dogs dates back to as long as I can remember - no matter if you have two or three hot dogs (we now each have two), one is served without a bun and eaten with your fingers! My DH thinks this is absolutely hilarious, but tradition is tradition!
Dad had such a smile the first time I served hot dogs after he moved in. He was surprised I remembered that - DH rolled his eyes and said "she always eats them that way even when we are eating out!"