The Pit

Last night I had a kosher hot dog… wrapped in BACON.
Isn’t that like chasing an O’Doul’s with a shot of tequila? Or ordering a veggie burger with a side of sausage? Or a virgin asking you to «just put in the tip»?
I thought bacon wrapped hot dogs had been consigned to history by the LA health department. A once mythical and possibly fictional food like manna from heaven or Scooby Snacks.
So when I walked out from Boardners at 1am after a night of Jewish-​geek-​punk-​rock and saw the sandwich board for The Pit Bacon Wrapped Hotdogs and an arrow pointing down a side street, I knew it must have been a sign from Heaven.
Or Gehenna. That was yet to be determined.
The Pit is a small makeshift stand set up outside a storefront on Cherokee Ave across the street from Geisha House. The dogs come bacon wrapped and are grilled, not boiled. Grilled onions and jalapenos are heaped on and there is a condiment table with the usual mustard, ketchup, relish and mayo. If you decide to eat at the stand, there is a small table and plastic chairs and even a TV in the storefront to watch. The remote is conveniently left on the table for your late night viewing pleasure. Drinks are available from the fridge inside the store. And if you pull into the parking lot next to the hot dog stand, they’ll give you 15 mins free parking to grab your bacon wrapped goodness!
Being my first bacon wrapped dog, I have nothing to compare it to. Was it good? Did it live up to my bacon wrapped expectations?
Well, at 1am it hit the spot. And my stomach didn’t pay the price for eating it 30 minutes later. In my books, that’s a good late night dog! And bonus points for not having to make the trek Downtown for a bacon wrapped fix.
I slept well that night, knowing I had ticked this mythical food off my list of things to try in LA.
My Jewish dining companion did not sleep so well however. Maybe it was the knowledge that she’d have to pay for this meal in her afterlife.
Another perk of being a Gentile.