As a kid, I loved hot dogs (in Georgia we called them weenies). Once I became a baseball announcer, and they were so available, I vowed not to eat them. If I started, I'd have no restraint and end up weighing 500 pounds. I made one exception. At Milwaukee's County Stadium, I allowed myself one bratwurst per game.
Supposedly Americans average eating 60 hot dogs a year. I feel that somewhere someone must be eating well over 60 to make up for me because I rarely have more than 3 or 4 a year for the same reason that Mr. Harwell eschews them.
Of course, there is a semantic argument about whether or not a bratwurst is a hot dog.