I went there with a LA foodie and gun-toting friends.
It was surreal.........
Before we entered the hotdog joint, we tarried awhile at a nearby 'liquor store'. Actually, it looked like a neighbourhood convenience store but the owner was behind bars in a safety cage!!!
My host handed over cash and small brown paper bags appeared. Later, I discovered they contained cans of weak (relative to EU) beer that we surreptitiously swigged from, between hotdog bites........seemed blatantly obvious to me. And yet the thrill of illegality made it all the more satisfying.