R.I.P., Thomas G. Arthur, Creator of the Dodger Dog
That woman isn't beautiful because she's a caring mother or aunt or neighbor lady. She isn't beautiful because of her nice clothes or new Dodger cap or great genes. She's beautiful because she's bringing someone a Dodger Dog.
Best ballpark hot dog ever.
King of the dogs. Peer to no one.
God invented baseball just so people could really enjoy a good hot dog and when he helped build Dodger Stadium he didn't rest the day he inspired Mr. Thomas G. Arthur to bust out that foot long.
Even Frisco knows what's up. Take a close look at the Giant Dog and tell us it doesn't look, smell, taste, behave exactly like a Dodger Dog. Thieves. Charlatans.
LAist likes two Dodger Dogs, an order of nachos, and a big Coke in a collecter's cup -- to chase down the hooch we snuck in (shhhhhh). Our friends fancy the Veggie Dogs. But to us, the star of the show is the Dodger Dog, which melts in your mouth, which is why you need two of them. One lonely dog simply evaporates before you can appreciate its fullness. Before you know it you have a faint taste of ketchup on your buds and you're asking "did I have my dog? Really?"
Even if Pink's opened up a stand at Dodger Stadium -- something we heartily recommend, by the way -- LAist wouldn't get our dogs there. Even if the line was short. Even though they have that rip off of the Oki Dog. Which is basically two dogs, pastrami, chili, and cheese we believe, wrapped in a flour tortilla. Ok there would be some games where we would find ourselves ordering the Oki Dog ripoff dog at Pink's if it were in Dodger Stadium. But 90% of the time we would continue with the two Dodger Dog special.
And Mr. Arthur, we thank you for your contribution to LA history.