If you’re not familiar with an LA street dog, it’s a bacon wrapped hot dog in a bun, topped with grilled onions, bell peppers, ketchup, mayo, mustard, and served with a freshly grilled jalepeno. You’ll find these street vendors in busy marketplaces and almost certainly when you step out of a Hollywood club at 2 am. These little carts, equipped with a portable propane burner and baking sheet-turned-griddle, quickly get swarmed by drunk asses looking to satisfy their drunk munchies. The shit is a must-get.
Anyways, me and the homie hit up the downtown garment district the other day to pick up a few things and ended up on a street dog frenzy. The first one was ok…the hot dog itself was twice the normal size, but they didn’t have the grilled bell peppers or jalapenos. The second one was money, the standard as I described it above. Finally, as we were walking back to the car, we noticed a vendor (working off of a meter maid cart) serving some different shit, so we HAD to try it.
This son of a bitch was topped with some fresh pico de gallo…a chunky mixture of chopped onions, tomatoes, jalapenos, and cilantro. Gaaaad damn, this was THE one. I hope ths picture from my phone does it justice. You best believe I’ll be back for one of these.
Well, I’m headed to Frisco this Tuesday for NYE and to relax through the weekend. Apparently, Mos Def is hosting his annual “Sneakers Required” NYE party. Never been, but it sounds like fun. 2009 is almost here!
Peace, “BK”