Dogzilla: Definitely Not Your Typical Wiener
While LA is still reveling in dozens of new food trucks, we in these fair orange acres have seen a slowdown in the number of trucks opening. The result is that the list of trucks I haven't tried is shrinking and not being added to very quickly.
Dogzilla is not exactly new, but it is one of the few OC trucks that serves meals (as opposed to just ice cream, just cupcakes, etc.) I haven't tried. It was parked at Blackmarket Bakery for its open house this weekend alongside Piaggio On Wheels, and while I love Jose Piaggio's food, it was time to try Dogzilla.
Two complaints, though: first, the triple slider rolls. Great if you're going to put three of something in a sandwich because then you can split it three ways; this is the perforated-paper theory of food sharing. When you've got a beef monolith inside, though, all it means is that a meaningful, manly bite causes the bread to perforate, so you end up with a mouthful of bread and an embarrassing, protruding sausage.
Second, notice the flavor profile above. See what's missing? Dogzilla could have accomplished that profile flavor without the hot dog, which sort of misses the point of having the tube steak in the first place. It's not that the hot dog wasn't good; it just wasn't necessary to the enjoyment of the sandwich. This became evident when the bread slide alluded to above happened; the sandwich was just as good without the sausage.
Dogzilla's another one of these trucks with ill-thought-out Web presence. Sure, Facebook is still kind of cool (okay, that's stretching it), and Twitter is, of course, indispensable for letting people know where the truck is parked, but there's no website with central information, a menu or even pictures of the food. That last one would be especially helpful when faced with non-standard wiener toppings.
Service was slow. They were not exactly awash in customers, and the wait was long enough (17 minutes from order to food for me) that people headed into the bakery to grab samples from Rachel Klemek and company; this resulted in young people with Dogzilla T-shirts wandering the premises, rapidly cooling food in hand, calling, "Randy? Randy and Ted? Randy and Ted? RANDY AND TED!"
The verdict: I'd eat here if I happened to be in the area or at a clustertruck where Dogzilla was parked, but I wouldn't chase across the county for an opportunity to eat from it. Lest you think I'm damning with faint praise, there are maybe five luxe loncheras in all LA and OC for which I would go careening through traffic.
Find Dogzilla on Facebook or on Twitter at @dogzillahotdogs