What better way to start my blog than with a staple of Los Angeles, and perhaps all American food, the hot dog. I had exceedingly high expectations of Pinks, being talked up by locals, friends and numerous celebrity endorsements. With a line of people 30 deep waiting for their dog, i was sure this was going to be a winner.
We visited Pinks around 9pm on a weeknight, already starving for dinner, the line slowly crept forward. There were so many 'specials' from the Saturday Night Live, to the Hoff Dogg. I decided to go with the safe, and permanent menu item, the bacon chilli cheese dog.
The hot dog just looked so good i automatically presumed i would devour it. Unfortunately, to my dismay, it looked far better than it tasted. The first few bites were great, tasting the sweet/salty bacon with cheese, onions, tomato...and chilli. Oh, the chilli. This was the element that did not agree with my pallet, or my stomach. Perhaps growing up on chilli would have helped, but for the 'untamed' pallet, it was too much. I barely finished the hotdog, and was left moderately disappointed.
Overall, i am glad we tried this unique Los Angeles experience, but will not be rushing back for a bacon chilli cheese dog......or even a hoff dog.
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