|Morale sucked at work, so I took Scrappy into the awfice.|
This is not because I'm bored at work. This is also not because I'm depressed by being in an environment where I'm leaving to take a terrific new job, and others around me are leaving because they think they're going to get shoved out. This is because my list contains things that will be rendered substantially more difficult (if not impossible) by virtue of my change of jobs.
One thing on my old list was an "LA Thing." I chose it, because I thought that I was traveling so often to LA that I could easily knock it off.
Well, now I've got a job where I'm not headed to LA once a month, so I won't likely check those things off.
The remaining LA list item is: Eat an Oki Dog. I thought that'd I'd also put "Visit the Getty." on my list, but...well...I don't see it there, so I guess it wasn't something I was supposed to do!
I put Oki Dog on my list, because I saw something about it on either tv or the intermanet, and I thought, 'I love hot dogs and that's one crazy hot dog. I should eat that some time in LA!'
After I put it on the list, I read some of the Yelp reviews.
Erik H. said, "If you like food don't go here. Simply put, it's a dirty, salty gut bomb. If you're constantly getting drunk and eating here you might consider getting serious help."
And then, there's this epic review from Dave A.:
This place is now basically a clubhouse for the homeless. It has always had a seedy rep. and I'm amazed it's still around.
Back in the 80's the Oki's on Santa Monica was THE punk hang out. One would often see Darby Crash of LA's own The Germs hanging there. The food matched the 'tude. What punk didn't want two hot dogs, a gaggle of pastrami, and a mound of chili, wrapped in a 12" tortilla to fortify his stomach after an evening of slogging down Pabst Blue Ribbons and snorting a bag of baby powder cut cocaine. The thing was only like three bucks and often constituted all three squares for these guys.
The Fairfax location is the last remnant of this history. It's the little chunk of meteorite that spun off from the mother planet after the 1990's slickness crashed into the old location pummeling it to pieces.
Danger Will Robinson, you must be very brave to enter this bright orange terror dome. After a raucous and fateful night at Lola's I ventured the half block over there, drawn like a moth to an orange flame, but when I got there I almost turned tail. First thing I saw was a homeless woman trimming her toenails by the take out window. No, amazingly this didn't stop me, I'm an L.A. boy and I've seen much worse, besides those Appletinis at Lola's are known to tamper with a persons good sense.
I walked into the cobbled together outdoor patio and was quickly surrounded by down and out, toothless and stubbly vagrants. I ordered a burrito and sat down on one of the tables. The TV was on and Carter was eating Cheesy Poofs on the screen. Me and my new friends were giggling our heads off together, and suddenly I felt like I was having an acid flashback. There were four Cheshire cat dolls on top of the TV staring at me with huge toothy grins, Carter was yelling something about his Poofs, and when I looked up to see that my food was ready, the guy behind the counter who had made my food looked exactly like all the guys in the patio.
It's great that the management gave a job to this guy, but I wished he had taken a shower before he started his shift. I grabbed my Burrito, bought a shirt for posterity, tipped the guy four bucks and jetted off to my car to feed my angry belly.
Burrito was hot. That's the best I can say for it beside the fact that it shut up my tummy.I doubt I'll be back, but I do have a soft spot in my heart for this place.Long live Anarchy!Oy. I don't know that a life worth living requires eating an Oki Dog. Instead, I'm replacing this list item with "Eating a Chicago Hot Dog.
Oh, and remember how I mentioned that morale at work sucks? Well, I decided to take Scrappy to work with me. He's so sweet, he could elevate just about anyone's mood. And...it was a success. I edited the video I took into a movie trailer, and here it is!
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