When I went through basic training in the Air force, it seemed if we had balogna several times a week. I will not tell you what we called it. After being force fed over eight weeks, I made a vow never to touch it again. A few years ago, I broke my vow when I put it on the charcoal grill. Much better that way. I try not to think of the ingredients much the same way as when I inhale a hot dog.
Paul E. Smith