What happens when the people of Okinawa create their own hot dog recipe? Well, they put two inside a tortilla along with some pastrami and fill the damn thing with chili, of course.
The heart-attack inducing monstrosity known as the Oki-Dog is a very filling, very polarizing food thing.
There are two Oki-Dog’s in LA. The one under review today is the Pico location which some say is less authentic or at least less shady. Fairfax will get its day in the sun, soon.
This particular spot has a main island where all cash is paid and food is made servicing both the small inside seating area and the outside walk-up.
I took a bite and felt like I’d spun the chamber of the gastrointestinal gun loaded with a single diarrhea bullet, but the taste was actually not bad. Think Wienerschnitzel with better ingredients. The chili is of the Cincinnati ilk, and I was surprised by how much I liked the tortilla flavor and dry, almost crispy, texture.
It didn’t feel healthy. It didn’t look nice, but for around $6 I was happy. No intestinal disturbances, only smiles and a full stomach.
Fairfax, here I come.
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