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Weekend in Los Angeles - The Food Tour

Last weekend Inge and I and our friends Brian and Heidi, their kids (McFamily, as they are known to followers of the Pinkster), and our other friends Betsy and Rick all tooled down to the City of Angels for the wedding of our dear friend Pinky to Mr. Keith Coogan.  While Pink was taken up with all the wedding finishing touches, the rest of us had a lot of time to ourselves.  So - we decided to spend it all together.  

We stayed at the same hotel (Thank you to the Holiday Inn Express Woodland Hills!), and being as we all consider ourselves to be foodies, we went on what you could call a "Food Crawl".  That's the idiomatic way of saying that we hit some classic food joints and stuffed ourselves.

First up - Pink's Hot Dog Stand, right in the heart of Hollywood. Pink's has been around since the 1930's, and anyone who's anyone has all eaten there. It's full of pictures of all the famous folks, and if so inclined, you can order your favorite celebrity's favorite dog.  Trying mightily to get my veggie quotient in for the day, I opted for the Guadalajara Dog - a hot dog with onions, tomatoes, and sour cream, all on a steamed bun. I also got a side of sauerkraut. Let's just say that the combination was DIVINE!




The next night we got our soul food on at Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles.  They offer your basic soul food menu - greens, mac and cheese, sweet potato pie, and of course, the signature chicken and waffles. Knowing that we still had one more crawl to get to, we opted to split an order of chicken and waffles. Of course you all know I couldn't see sweet potato pie on the menu and not get me some of that.  Loved it! And word on the street was that Queen Latifah was also in the house that night. Woot Woot!




Our final stop on this gastronomic journey was Philippe - said to be the creator of the French Dip sandwich. I'm thinking they have a pretty good case - they've only been around since 1908.  So - what does one get at Philippe? Why, a french dip, of course.  They make theirs by actually dipping the bread in the broth - so your order doesn't come with a side of aus jus. But it was awesome! And the cole slaw on the side was fresh made and perfect.





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