Growing up in Mexico City, I used to stop at the Galan hot dog stand with my 3 older sisters on the way back home from school. We got in trouble as we would show up at meal time already full, after my mom had prepared food for the family, so my dad threatened that there would be no more homemade meals and we would just have to eat these hot dogs on the way home every day, which we weren’t upset about at all, so plan backfired.
This is exactly how he used to make them, but I am adding habaneros to the mix because I love the heat!