Wiener Wednesday: Frank-Reuben Sandwich

Just another Wiener Wednesday.

This recipe is from Better Homes & Gardens Jiffy Cooking (1967). It’s on the page opposite Chili-Cheese Franks and is listed as a “Hearty Sandwich.” And may I just note that on the first page of “Hearty Sandwiches” there is a recipe for Tuna Tugs. TUNA TUGS. The more I delve into the BH&G library the more I am convinced that their team was dropping acid between brainstorming sessions.

TUNA fucking TUGS. Incredible.

Yes, so Frank-Reuben Sandwich. It’s just what it sounds like: sauerkraut, Swiss cheese, and 1000 Island dressing on a hot dog. In a bun. Delicious. The Reuben is a fantastic sandwich and is one of my top 5 favorite sandwiches (Right below Italian Hoagie and right above the Club).

Since it was a Reuben-inspired dish I had to go with a Hebrew National weenie. These are excellent for a lo-fat frank. Suck it, turkey dogs. There’s a new sheriff in town.

The sauerkraut was from a batch of homemade kraut that my friend Jon made. Very good. So good that I might make a batch of my own on the fire escape once fall arrives.  I sprinkled in some caraway seed because the only thing missing here was the rye bread (do you think they make rye hot dog buns somewhere?) so the seeds got that covered.

Well, this was delicious. How could it not be? It was a hot dog Reuben!

Now all I need is to find a decent pickle in this town. The Vlasics just ain’t cutting it. Along with the sauerkraut, I think I’m gonna have to start making my own. Anyone know a good recipe?

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7 thoughts on “Wiener Wednesday: Frank-Reuben Sandwich

  1. One of my first jobs was at Orange Julius. In addition to the horror of wearing a brown polyester uniform, I also had to make hotdogs. My hands-down favourite was the Reuben Dog. It almost made up for the uniform. Almost.

  2. Emily,

    Your are my darling daughter, and I miss you terribly, but . . . there are instances when I am glad you do not live nearby because if you did, I would be constantly begging you to make these sundry “hearty” meals, which would ultimately be deadly. By the way, isn’t it kind of ironic that “hearty” has the word heart in it, and that is one of the things that would most likely suffer? Just a thought.
    Love. Dad

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