Larry's Chili Dog
Burbank, CA Photo courtesy Georg Balandran
Check out the dachshund taking it easy atop the giant hot dog at Larry's Chili
Dog in Burbank. That pup has quite an expression, looking comfortably settled while motorists hurry along Burbank Boulevard below. With a seat like that, who needs a doghouse?
Serving customers since 1953, Larry’s is one of the Valley’s longtime walk-up food stops. The stand keeps things straightforward, with chili dogs, burgers, and breakfast burritos giving customers plenty of reasons to return. The rooftop dog handles the roadside introductions.
The menu has a little personality of its own. The “Mini Stroke” combines Polish sausage, bacon, and an onion ring, giving the familiar hot dog some rather substantial company. Apparently ordering something small doesn’t necessarily mean eating light.
Chili John’s is another historic stop along Burbank Boulevard, making this a particularly interesting stretch for anyone whose roadside sightseeing includes lunch. Different establishments, different chili traditions, and plenty to discuss between bites.
Larry's Chili Dog
Burbank, CA Photo courtesy Adriene Biondo
One unverified tale describes faint puppy-like whimpering coming from Larry’s sign after closing. Fact or fiction? Perhaps the lounging dog finally realized he’s been sitting on somebody’s lunch. Another supplied story tells of a car appearing before dawn, then vanishing before its driver can order. That’s one way to avoid waiting in line.
UPDATE: Larry’s Chili Dog remains open on Burbank Boulevard, continuing its long run as a neighborhood food stop. The familiar dachshund marquee gives this little stand a roadside identity all its own. 10-26
Manhattan Franks (Gone)
Sherman Oaks, CA Photo by RoadsidePeek.com
A little Big Apple flavor found its way to Sherman Oaks at Manhattan Franks. The blue-and-yellow roadside shack offered New York favorites along Ventura Boulevard, including Sabrett hot dogs, potato knishes, and Yoo-Hoo. No subway ride required.
The compact stand had the sort of independent character that once made a drive along the boulevard interesting. A small building, a familiar name, and something good to eat could be enough to earn a following.
An unverified tale tells of the old stand’s outline appearing in late-night photographs during winter rain, accompanied by the smell of mustard and sauerkraut. Fact or fiction? Apparently even a phantom hot dog needs toppings.
UPDATE: Manhattan Franks is gone, leaving another little Valley food stop in the roadside past. Its modest shack brought a taste of New York to Southern California pavement. 10-26
Manhattan Franks (Gone)
