The other day I finally gave in and stopped at this place near Colorado Blvd in Pasadena. It’s a tiny shop that sells hotdogs and sodas. I’ve been driving by for years looking at masses of people wait outside in line. You’d immediately assume the hotdogs are pretty damn awesome.
Truth is I get tired just looking at the line, I’m not about to spend an hour waiting for a stupid hotdog. But I had to at some point. So I did. The hotdogs have this very particular and horrible taste. So I asked. It’s the “secret sauce” the waiter proudly responded with a smile on his face thinking I can’t get enough of it. I could barely keep it in my mouth.
It’s “secret”, they’re not gonna tell me what’s in it. Frankly I just wanted to avoid putting those ingredients together in the future, you know, by accident.
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