Some food rituals are so deeply woven into a city’s identity that they stop being just a meal and become something closer to a handshake. In Detroit, that ritual is the coney dog.
It is a hot dog dressed with chili, mustard, and onions. You order it fast, eat without ceremony, and then you give it a loyal review usually reserved for hometown teams.
The people who grew up eating coneys do not need a long explanation. They sit down, order with confidence, and know exactly what should land in front of them…