No Oinkster? Pink's!

Another day in L.A. Soon got dressed and headed out to find a place to eat. My dad wanted to go to The Oinkster since i talked it up so much from what i've read. We headed out of the room and jumped in our sweet Chrysler Pacifica.
We were actually going to eat at The Oinkster the night before but they close at 9 pm and it was already 8:20...and we decided to get some burgers instead. What we should have done was call to see when they actually open. We got to The Oinkster at 9am and to our dismay it was closed. Doesn't open until 11 am....lemon.
Hmm, well i guess i'll just hit the next place on my list, Pink's! i know, only the fanciest of places make it on my list to eat at. Pink's was established in 1939 and they say they have 21 different hot dogs. Though looking at the menu i only saw 20. From the looks of the place it looked promising, like L.A.'s version of Pat's or Geno's in Philly. Plus, you can't mess up a hot dog. They're always delicious.
So many choices, took me a while to decide. i ended up getting the Polish Pastrami-Swiss Cheese dog and the Bacon Chili Cheese Dog. The polish was massive, it was pretty much the equivalent to three hot dogs. And the bacon chili cheese dog was amazing, there was enough bacon on to thin out my blood and give me a nose bleed...My dad decided to go nuts and get the Guadalajara Dog. i know i butchered that the first time i said it. It has relish, onions, tomato, and sour cream on it...Sour Cream on a hot dog?! i'd eat it. Of course it was kind of whimpy compared to the awesome-ness of the Polish and Bacon Chili dog i had, so my dad soon ordered another Bacon Chili Cheese Dog after finishing his crazy Guadalalalallalaljara.
Good thing we had to go somewhere, i could have stayed there all day eating hot dogs. After lunch we headed south east to French Valley Airport to meet some crazy guy with some machine he's making. Something with silly putty and plasma arcs, not really sure what that was all about i still had those hot dogs on the brain.

Though this guy did say he did some business with In-N-Out Burger, had a hot air balloon made for them and said that the original family that started the joint were celebrating something and all the family including first cousins and junx boarded a plane and it crashed and they all died...and In-N-Out Burger was then left to people that weren't exactly ready to be the owners...not sure how true that is, i don't care enough to check on how accurate that is.

On the way back i saw a sign for fast food chain. Carl's Jr. What is that all about? They stole the star from Hardee's! i don't even understand that, i don't care if its a "sister chain". Can't steal Hardee's smiling star! i don't even know the difference of the two places, their menus look the same. But i had no intention to eat at this Carl's Jr., their logo only says "Charbroiled Burgers" not "Charbroiled THICK Burgers" like Hardee's.
Took us about 2 hours to get back to the Los Angeles area from the airport. What is the deal with their freeways? They have a special lane for carpoolers but i saw a motorcycle go down the lane every 5 minutes...how do they fit under the category of a carpool?

When we finally got back to the city we decided to head back to Eagle Rock and try The Oinkster one more time. There are only 2 things i wanted from this place, and that was the Oinkster Pastrami and a Ube Shake. i was denied the Ube Shake, they ran out of ube!! What's up with that?! The one time i make it down The Oinkster and there is no ube for an Ube Shake...lemon!

Fortunately it was happy hour and instead of the shake i got a pitcher of Widmer Hefeweizen and a cup of Oinksterade. The beer tasted amazing with the Oinkster Pastrami sandwich. My dad ordered the BBQ pulled pork and we both shared a half. The pulled pork was just alright, but i would choose the pastrami over the pulled pork any day.

Pastrami on the right...pork on the left...The Oinkster was everything i thought it would be and i was happy. Just really wish i could have had the purple yam milkshake. Oh well, i guess i'll just have to go out there again sometime. i didn't even to do any of the touristy stuff on Hollywood blvd.

After dinner we jumped in the Pacifica and headed back to the Comfort Inn. It was only 7:30 and even though my dad is known for falling asleep i thought i would be alright not making sure he was alert every minute. Going down some crazy freeway, 101 i think, i got distracted by a store called the Halloween Club...the second i look at it the car veers off to the right and i am then lifted up and the car is riding the barrier...along with that was a bunch of scraping noises...my dad fell asleep, but after that quickly woke up. i would have offered to drive but i wasn't listed as one of the drivers.

We arrived back at the Comfort Inn around 8pm. i grabbed my backpack and then checked out the car. Somehow, there was no damage to the car. Not even a scratch, the wheel must of caught the barrier before any other part of the car could be damaged...you got lucky dad.

When we got the room, i felt kind of bummed out because my dad was already in bed asleep by 8:30 pm...we could be out partying! i guess i was kind of tired too. But i wasn't about to go to sleep anytime soon. i took a look at the Comfort Inn brochure and saw that they had a "spa". By "spa" they really mean a lame hot tub that is outside with no lighting. It was fenced in and i could barely make out where the gate was to get in. i looked at the hot tub, and it just looked weird...something was off. i stuck my finger in it and it was freezing! What kind of hot tub is this?! i really wanted a hot tub too, i messed with some switches in the corner and i think it was just on a timer. But i still got a funky vibe from the hot tub so i decided to spend the rest of the night in the room.