Hot damn I love a juicy hot dog.
Get the best fresh bun, fresh ‘mater, green relish, hot pepper hot dog made to hot, piping perfection at the last place in LA you’d expect to find it. In other words, NOT at the end of a big line curling ’round the corner. NOT where you go after you get off the plane and want a hot dog. NOT, that is, at a landmark. For the love of god, the best hot dog in LA is NOT at Pink’s, people! It is, like most of the best places in the Valley, tucked away in a nondescript mini mall, on a nondescript side of a nondescript boulevard, lined with mind numbing signs of nothing. Attached to a liquor store.
Now we’re talking! As far as I’ve seen, most foodie finds worth their snuff, up and down the face of this fair city, operate on that old “appearances can be deceiving” adage and QT’s Chicago Dog in Sherman Oaks is no different.
At about $2 a dog, and packed to go with a pickle and any topping you could imagine, (Sauerkraut, hot peppers, chili) QT’s hot dogs are the pinnacle of everything a classic hot dog should be: melting, yielding, begging to be eaten ‘twixt a bun so soft your fingers press their shape upon it. Thank you Jesus. Thank you for your heavenly touch while creating QT’s Chicago dogs. And to be honest, I don’t even know what makes a Chicago dog “Chicago”, I just know this place does what they do so well that I want to mate with the thing every time I eat one. And they do is to well Hot Dog Spot rated them “closest to chi-town”, awarding them 3 and 1/2 ‘dogs’ for the pleasure. 
The first time I ate one, I soliloquised so hard I nearly went blind; poetry pages flung across the room in a hot dog consuming bliss, blinded by a bar of sunlight that graced the heavy hot dog cradled in my writer’s claw, tempting me to croon just once again, before that last, cascading bite.
I suggest the “everything” as it comes laden with mini-golf green relish and a painter’s palette of veggies so fresh you’ll wish you were a rabbit. But wait, if you were a rabbit you wouldn’t be able to eat the dog itself. Quite seriously it’s the best I’ve had, and I’ve had my lion’s share, being that I’m a Dodger Dog fanatic and grew up a stone’s throw away from Carney’s, SF Valley’s other hot dog haven boasting a train car as it’s dining room (totally rad and worth a visit, but more for fun then for food, in my opinion).
And yes, I know there’s Pink’s. I’ve been to Pink’s. I waited forever, got some nasty, big-ass purple dog that snapped when I bit it and chil’ don’t MAKE me tell you more. MM.
QT’s is faster, cheaper, and serves up Gyros, fries, and even something called a “Chicken Buffalo Finger Sub” (erm…?) as well as offering the natural casing on the hot dog for just a buck or so more. If, I presume, y’all like the snap.
MM.
QT’s Chicago Dogs
4344 Woodman Ave.
Sherman Oaks, 91423
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