slow suicide by food

its been years since i stopped by for a meal at pinks hot dogs so i decided i needed to come back here. naturally me and megz ordered one of their "super special" hot dogs. all i can is, they were so good that my heart will probably never forgive me, and they're also quite challenging to eat without getting too messy. i still think my favorite hot dogs in los angeles are from the street vendors who sell them bacon-wrapped hot dogs, apparently the city is cracking down on those vendors though... something to do with health concerns or something to do with permits or some shit like that... not that it would stop me from ordering one if i see a vendor...