Stopped at a red light on La Brea (just west of Wilshire) the guy in the car next waved at me to get my attention. He was with two other people and when I rolled down my window he said “Hey, do you know where Pink’s Hot Dogs is?”
DO I KNOW WHERE PINK’S HOT DOGS IS?????? You bet your ass I do.
I just smiled and gave directions and for some reason that LA specific, car to car moment just made my day.
The LA Metblogs Hot Dog Death March launches its ungainly trajectory into the upper gastrointestinal tract of Los Angeles this afternoon at 3pm, at Pink’s Hot Dogs in Hollywood.
Bring change & bills for parking.
Beware parking signs.
Pop a Tagamet around 2pm.
We’ll be arriving at Oki-Dog around 5pm, possibly sooner depending on how quickly we exit Pink’s–but we’ll be limited by the massive line there.
Julia & myself will be there to meet you at 3pm…you’ll know us by the hot dog hats & Hot Dog Death March sign.
Follow us on twitter @HDDMLA to keep up with our…progress, if you can call it that.
