mamagotcha wrote:But there is evidence that the addition of pickle relish was popular long before ChiPiCo changed hands: the
5¢ Depression Sandwich sold by Fluky’s in 1929 included all of the above-mentioned Chicago Seven condiments except the celery salt.
I'm not sure I completely buy into the Fluky's-created-the-Chicago-dog story. There's no question that Fluky's was an old and influential business known for putting a lot of stuff on their hot dogs. They may have done more than anyone else in creating what's generally known as the Chicago hot dog but giving them credit for introducing the now-canonical condiments in the 1920s doesn't seem to be supported by the facts. There's some discussion of these matters over in
The Definitive Chicago Hot Dog thread (best known for RiverWester's hilarious "cutting corners" rants) but I'll repeat and add a few things here. One major point is that tomatoes—possibly the most distinctive Chicago garnish—might not have been standard as long as Fluky's claims. And what's with the lettuce?
On the Best of Chicago website Fluky's wrote:Fluky's became known for its "Depression Sandwich" - a Hot Dog with mustard, relish, onion, pickles, pepper, lettuce, tomatoes and french fries
FOR ONLY $.05!
That's how the website reads as of today. But here's how Fluky himself told the story over 35 years ago:
In the Chicago Tribune in 1976, Charles Leroux, quoting Abe "Fluky" Drexler, wrote:"We sold hot dogs for a nickel apiece, seven items for a nickel: the hot dog, onions, pickle, piccalilli, French fries, lettuce, hot peppers."
He was talking about the early days of Fluky's. No mention of tomatoes. But clearly, at some point tomatoes made their way onto Fluky's dogs as a regular garnish.
In the Chicago Tribune in 1975, Charles Leroux wrote:One of these is Fluky's, 6740 N. Western Av. There, under a three-story revolving hot dog sign, you can sit in the spacious parking lot and have a dog (50 cents, 89 cents for a double) with the works (mustard, ketchup, relish, onion, pickle, hot peppers, tomato slices).
Tomatoes? Check. Ketchup? I don't know what to make of that.
I'm not entirely convinced by the claim that Fluky's was the first to use bright green relish in the early '70s.
In a June 1971 Chicago Tribune article, Norbert Blei wrote:The Red Hot Special (90 cents), served on a plate by Kitty [at Bob Elfman's in the Loop], is some hot dog to behold. Half a kosher pickle; half a sweet green pepper; succulent, soft French fries; a paper cup of chopped raw onion and the greenest picalilly I have ever seen.
It's entirely possible Fluky's introduced bright green relish in the 17 months before Blei's article but I think it's more likely the condiment was in use at other places before Fluky's (I'm not at all suggesting Bob Elfman's was one of the first). At the time Fluky's was among Chicago's frankfurter elite, so when they switched to emerald piccalilly it got noticed.
Why do Chicagoans embrace relish but shun ketchup?
In The Straight Dope in 1991, Cecil Adams wrote:Ketchup smothers the flavor of the hot dog because ketchup makers add sugar to their products. That takes the edge off the highly acidic tomatoes, but it takes the edge off everything else, too.
I don't disagree with that explanation but I'm puzzled by the number of hot dog eaters who regard ketchup with horror but nonetheless gobble down their wieners heaped with syrupy relish—a condiment that, like ketchup, is one-quarter sugar by weight.
Heintz ketchup has 4 grams of sugar per 17 gram serving, or 24 percent.

Vienna brand relish contains 4 grams of sugar per 15 gram serving. That's 27 percent (but because of labeling allowances, it's not necessarily higher than ketchup).

Personally, I usually like a
little relish on my dogs and don't care much about its color. I enjoy the contrasting sweet note it adds. But I think there's no surer way to ruin a hot dog than to put on too much relish—it takes the edge off everything. I'll often ask for "light relish" or leave it off entirely. For me, mustard, onions and sport peppers are the crucial trinity of condiments. Love the sports!
Finally, for no real reason here's a favorite frankfurter photo: a trio of dogs at the Vienna cafeteria—one assembled by the pros behind the counter and two deconstructed do-it-yourselfers.