Try it, it's best! (it says right on the menu) Wow, wow! Don't be shine!
I'm going to use the excuse that I did it for the blog but there's never really any good excuse to abuse your body is there? I don't care. Cheap greasy food is just delicious sometimes and this place does it best.
Oki-Dog claims it's an LA staple and world famous but I think it might be trying to ride the coat tails of Pink's Hot Dog Stand. Regardless, I marched into Oki-Dog and ordered the house specialty... You guessed it, an Oki-Dog.
For $6.00 even you get the signature item plus a generous helping of piping hot fries and a canned soda. Upon ordering the cashier/cook/entertainment asked me if I'd ever been there and if I knew what an Oki-Dog is. I replied, "No and no but I'll eat most anything.". He thought this extremely amusing and slapped the counter laughing and then said, "You're either hungry or hungover!". Within minutes I had a mountain of gray and nearly transparent food on a plate in front of me.
What's in an Oki-Dog you ask? Just read the clearly labeled sign posted over the front door:
While the staff is seriously cool at this place don't expect a shiny set of utensils or even a wiping of the table before you sit down. To prevent the soot from passing traffic on Fairfax from getting in your hot dog err... burrito, the owners of the establishment have taken it upon themselves to cut and secure pieces of OSB to the wrought iron bars of what I assume must have been an open-air dining room (or maybe they were just tired of all the salt shakers of seasoned salt getting stolen). In addition to the worn burnt orange bench seating they also provide an office chair (which I was bizarrely drawn to).
One of my favorite things about Oki-Dog is the efficiency. All business whether it be cash, food or conversation is done through one small window. While this may keep overhead down it can be a problem if one customer's food comes up while another is trying to order and if there's money being paid and food being served through this one 18x24 inch window just forget it.
And don't forget, cash only!
Perhaps it felt right at the time but much like a one night stand I am now full of regret and possibly a little sore.
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