It was a staple of my mom's house growing up.
Hot dogs was the meat we use in everything. Spaghetti and hot dogs, mac 'n cheese and hot dogs, hot dog sandwich, hot dogs and mashed potatoes.
I was very happy when I went to live with my father. To be fair, my mom was a single mother working 12 hour days to make ends meet and raising 3 big, growing boys on her own, with no daycare and no one to help her (yes, we walked to school and home, and had entire afternoons to ourselves from age 7 to 14. You can imagine how awful we were.)
So quick and easy was the way to go. Unfortunately for us!