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Restaurant’s Take On Loaded ‘Animal Fries’ Is 100 Percent VEGAN

Last year, Monty’s Good Burger took Los Angeles by storm, hitting the scene as what’s essentially the vegan answer to In-N-Out. Located in Koreatown, the burger shack based their menu around plant-based ingredients and was lauded as a vegan fast food lover’s paradise.

Guests could find the meatless variation of pretty much any In-N-Out item, including burgers, fries, and floats.

Now, like every other popping fast food joint, Monty’s is also offering a secret menu item.

The Dog Pile Fries features the restaurant’s julienne fries and crispy tater tots topped with slices of Follow Your Heart Non-Dairy cheese, grilled onions, pickles, and two Impossible 2.0 burger patties topped with a bevy of savory sauces including a vegan take on Thousand Island dressing. It’s fitting with the “Vegan In-N-Out” moniker Monty’s has taken on, since this is basically a plant-based version of Animal Fries.

To unlock access to this meat-free feast, you simply have to ask for them when ordering at the register. Do so with confidence, and be prepared to tackle this massive pile of vegan goodness. You may need a small squad to brave this formidable secret menu item.

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Shhh! DUI Fries Are California’s Best-Kept Secret

Photo by Peter Pham/Foodbeast

DUI Fries sound like something your drunk buddy invented, or some kind of urban legend about fries that cure your hangover, and while those are questionable claims, both are probably the reason these fries exist.

If you search for #DUIFries on Instagram, only 674 photos come up. It’s insane that a dish as crazy as this one hasn’t even cracked 1,000 IG posts, as of this writing. But those in the know, know what’s up with these majestic, artery-clogging fries.

About five years ago, a friend of mine introduced me to DUI Fries. He told me that if I went to a restaurant called Jim’s Burgers in La Puente, California, I could find some chili cheese fries that were topped with not only pastrami, but carne asada, as well.

Photo by Peter Pham/Foodbeast

This no doubt intrigued me, and we set out on this mission to find the DUI Fries.

As with most “secret menu items,” I nervously asked the cashier for these “DUI Fries,” fully expecting to be given a, “What’s that?” But she put in the order, and I awaited the greasy goodness to fill my insides.

It was pretty much everything I hoped for, as I felt like death afterward, but came to terms with the over 1,500-calorie meal possibly being my last before my heart exploded.

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I recently went in search for the origin of the majestic DUI Fries, and was first led to Dino’s Chicken and Burgers. After speaking with Jim Pantazis, the small burger chain’s owner, he said the DUI Fries were born at Dino’s “about 10 years ago,” at their Pico Rivera location, and actually had nothing to do with alcohol, despite the obvious name.

We later found out those claims made by Dino’s owner to be furiously contested, as there were claims that the origin of the DUI Fries actually came in the 70s, and it came across the street from Dino’s, at a diner called Jim’s Super Burgers.

Owner Robert Stavrakis said, “The DUI was created by us and our customers over 20 years ago.”

Stavrakis said some of the regulars at Jim’s Super Burger wanted to name a menu item and put together the fry concoction, inspired by the pastrami fries that were already on the menu.  They added carne asada to the mix, and it became a hit. After noticing that nearby bar-goers would often come into the restaurant in the middle of the night, they decided to go with the name, “Dining Under the Influence Fries.”

They even came with receipts, showing us a registered trademark for the D.U.I. name.

Regardless of the origin, DUI Fries are now one of Southern California’s best kept food secrets, and the craziest thing about it, the ingredients are readily available at most mom & pop burger shacks around Cali. Because of this, the fries can be found at several different locations, some even giving them a different name, but same look.

Archibald’s Drive-Thru has their own version in their five So Cal locations:

Victory Diner in Orange County sells them now, too:

Bomb ass carne asada, pastrami, chili cheese fries. #DUIfries #omnomnom #ocfood #carneasadafries

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Arry’s Super Burgers in Montebello will give you these heart-stopping fries:

The great Arry’s😨 #DUIFRIES

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Like I mentioned earlier, the place where I first experienced them, Jim’s Burgers serves up a mean plate of them:

Hell, there’s even places that call them “Loco Fries” like Rubi’s Grill and Frosty Freeze in Whittier:

Can you say heart attack?? 😳 #getinmybelly #yum #foodporn #chilicheese #pastrami #locofries #rubis

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Whether you call them DUI Fries, Loco Fries, or simply ask for carne asada and pastrami chili cheese fries, these are a gem in Southern California. Those in the know, might covet them as much as In-N-Out’s glorious Animal Style Fries, maybe even more, since they’ve been on the low for so long.

Y’all need to experience these fries, and the chosen few who already enjoy them might hate me for this story, but I can’t be greedy.

Whether you go to Jim’s Super Burgers, Dino’s (Also, their chicken fries are fire, but that’s one secret to uncover another time), or any of the other restaurants mentioned, pop in and see if you can handle them.

Just make sure you go with a friend. Ya know, just in case you need someone to quickly perform CPR on you.

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What Happened When An East Coast Native Tried In-N-Out For The First Time

I come from a family of burger fanatics. Whether it was a lamb burger made by mom or a greasy heap of cow from whatever beef-slinging joint was closest in proximity, we didn’t discriminate. There is just something about a juicy hunk of ground meat that really gets the Trimber clan going.

Growing up in the DC-area, I’ve been inundated by East Coast favorites such as Five Guys, Shake Shack, and, one of my personal favorites, Spike Mendelsohn’s Good Stuff Eatery. I began to acclimate to Good Stuff’s milkshakes that are so thick you practically need a spoon, Shake Shack’s classic crinkle-cuts, and Five Guys’ legendary Cajun fries which are so greasy you have to hold the paper bag out in front of you like a child with a stinky diaper so as to avoid from your entire wardrobe becoming oil-stained for all of eternity. This was my normal.

That is, until I came to the West Coast., a.k.a. In-N-Out territory.

Despite several trips across the country to visit family in various parts of California, I had never eaten at In-N-Out. It was kind of embarrassing. It was like I needed an In-N-Out stamp on my passport for people to believe I actually traveled beyond the coast I’ve always called home.

After an embarrassing amount of times on the West Coast with no gastronomic In-N-Out experiences to speak of, I decided it was finally time to see what the hype was all about.

This is my story:

10:30am: It’s Sunday morning. Rather than go to a bougie bottomless brunch in WeHo, I decide it’s the perfect day to pop my In ‘N Out cherry. On the Lord’s day, I’d like to believe God was proud. The place literally just opened for the day, so I decide to play it cool and pace around my apartment for at least five more minutes before heading out. I’m not ready to be the first person at In-N-Out. There is more strength in numbers.

10:35am: I hop on the 2 Freeway with my best friend in tow, mentally and physically preparing for the experience that lies ahead of me. It’s kind of surreal, like that feeling when the lights dim before you finally get to see your favorite band in concert for the first time.

10:45am: I pull into parking lot and see the classic red and yellow sign. I have butterflies in my stomach – partly from hunger, partly from excitement, but butterflies nonetheless.


10:46am: I get out of my car and immediately take a picture of the In-N-Out sign. Alas, I finally have proof that I have indeed traveled to California. Throngs of In-N-Out devotees begin to flood the entrance – the church rush, I’m assuming – each staring at me like the tourist I am as they walk past. My friend is embarrassed, mostly for me, but also for herself.

10:48am: I walk through the front doors and am met with the most pristine fast food restaurant I have ever laid eyes on. The white walls, generic tile, and shocking cleanliness of the place make me feel like I just walked into a hospital. I can’t decide whether this is comforting or not.

10:49am: I walk up to the counter with false bravado, ready to pretend I know what I’m doing. I tell the kind, vaguely Mormon-looking cashier that I would like a “Double Double Animal Style.” I let the sentence linger for a few seconds, gauging whether my online studying paid off and I seemed legit, or if the cashier calls my bluff. He can definitely tell I’m a newbie, but is nice about it. My friend orders the same, and we complete our order with Animal Style fries, regular fries, and a chocolate shake.

10:50am: After paying, I leave the cash register and immediately throw away my receipt. I gravitate towards a table close enough to the register so that I hear an employee calling out numbers for respective orders. I realize my number is on the receipt I just threw away. Such a noob.

10:51am: I walk back to the counter, clearly embarrassed and blushing, and ask the cashier what my number is. He tells me, and I walk back to my table with defeat.

11:00am: They call number “29,” and I jump out of my seat so quickly I nearly trip over myself. I regain my balance, look around to make sure no one sees what just happened – they all do – and walk to the register to claim my meal. I clasp the red tray and slowly lift it up to eye-level, taking in the beauty and smelling all the smells, knowing this is a moment I will never forget.


11:02am: After staring at my food for an entire two minutes, I grab the Double Double and sink my teeth in. The lettuce is crisp. The burger is juicy. The sauce is creamy. I lose myself in the burger for a few moments. I’m brought back to the present as my friend asks, “How is it?” I wait an inappropriately long time to respond, partly because I’m still chewing, but mainly because I’m in awe of how good this burger tastes. At this moment, I believe the hype is real.

11:03am: It’s time to go in for the kill on the fries. Visually, they are one of the more perfect orders of fries I’ve laid eyes on. Each fry is uniform and all appear to be cooked perfectly and evenly. I take the first bite and my stomach drops. They’re terrible. Crunchy. Flavorless. Unsubstantial. Possibly the three worst words that could ever be associated with a French fry. My friend and I meet each other’s gaze, both recognizing the look of disappointment in the other. We were doing so well.

11:04am: I take another bite of my burger, desperate for any other taste in my mouth other than the French fries. As I chew, I decide maybe I just got a bad couple of fries. Yes, that has to be it. I go in on them again, because everything deserves a second chance. Still bad. I put even more salt on them. Barely tolerable. I try extra Animal sauce. Still weirdly crunchy considering the sauce-to-fry ratio. The consistency of these fries are so wack they’re basically invincible to all of my attempts. It feels like I’m eating stale potato chips instead of fries. I am perplexed.


11:06am: As I continue to think about my current situation, I go from perplexed to distraught. In-N-Out is supposed to be good. What is happening? Is my entire life a lie?

11:07am: The only thing left to taste is the chocolate shake, although I really don’t want to based on my friend’s face. See, she is the type of person that is almost always smiling, especially when it involves good food. But after one sip of this milkshake, she looks like she’s sucking on a lemon rather than sipping a chocolate shake. She says the poor quality of the ice cream is obvious and the milk to ice cream ratio is just off. Damn it.

11:08am: I silently eat the rest of my burger, clinging onto the only good tasting thing from the meal for dear life. There is an entire order of French fries left untouched, the only time this has ever happened in my life. My friend looks at me forlornly and says, “I feel bad wasting food, but they’re just not even worth the calories.”

11:10am: We silently gather the remaining sad fries and chocolate shake and head towards the garbage. I feel extremely guilty. I throw the fries in the trash and stare at them for a few seconds, consumed by a feeling of betrayal.

Even though the burger had me seeing angels, the crunchy French fries, and the unfortunate taste they left in my mouth tainted my entire In-N-Out experience. As soon as I got back in my car, I found myself daydreaming about my beloved fries from Five Guys, tempted to Google the nearest location and drive there, ready and willing to travel any distance.


How To Make In-N-Out Animal Style Fries At Home, Sauce Too [WATCH]


Regardless of what you think about In-N-Out Burgers’ french fries, you’d be hard pressed to find anyone who doesn’t think their off-menu Animal Style Fries aren’t absolutely out-of-this-world-make-you-emotionally-jump-off-a-cliff. Fries, cheese, grilled onions, special sauce. GAME. OVER.

Now there’s a really accessible recipe for this deliciousness. So if for whatever reason you don’t have an In-N-Out near you, or you just want to be able to make enough Animal Style Fries to fill a kiddy pool, this recipe is for you:

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This Chick Reviews In-N-Out, Quickly Escalates Into Inappropriate Mouthgasm [Video]

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There’s no doubt if you’ve ever had In-N-Out, it’s led to some sort of blissful reaction at some point in your life, but Grace Helbig from the Daily Grace YouTube channel had a partially censored foodgasm when reviewing her In-N-Out meal.

It’s not clear whether it was her first time trying In-N-Out, but she seemed a little unimpressed when first describing her Animal Style burger and Animal Style fries. She quickly had an “Oh, f***k!” reaction after her first bite, as is understandable when eating from the Southern California-based fast food restaurant.

She then lost all control, as every bite prompted reactions of, and I quote, “F**k! Oh f**k! Mmm, f**k!” and even an, “Mmm, f****ng, f**k, f**k!”

Probably a perfect review as it showed both the initial feel of, ‘It’s just a burger’ and the soon-after feel of, ‘Son of a b***h, it’s not just a burger!’

Growing up in California, I can’t say I remember how I felt when I first had In-N-Out, but I did lose my damn mind after my first bite of a Monkey Style burger earlier this year.


Meet In-N-Out’s Stoned Cousin: ‘Primate Fries’ from Grill ‘Em All Truck


Grill ‘Em All, winners of season one of Food Network’s The Great Food Truck Race, is offering “Primate Fries” on their menu. The item is the  restaurant’s version of In-N-Out’s signature off-menu Animal Fries, but packs a heartier punch.

Having tried these fries in all their fatty glory, it’s safe to say that the Primate Fries bear definite similarities to Animal Fries, as both are slathered in Thousand Island. However, that isn’t to say Grill ‘Em All’s take doesn’t hold it’s own. There’s enough of a difference in ingredients and style that make the Primate Fries a formidable dish.

First off, the Primate Fries order is huge and enough to share between two very hungry people — making it a great deal at $5 per single order. The recipe also swaps out the American cheese used in the original Animal style and uses cheddar cheese instead. The result is a sharper taste that pairs well with the crunchy, roughly chopped onions. Although, the most notable difference can be found in the actual fries that are thicker cut and able to handle the weight of the heaping pile of sweet onions and cheesy goodness. Heaping piles of awesome? Always a plus in our book.

Photo Courtesy Ashley Khawsy


This Ridiculous Food Porn Video is All About Sriracha, Wait Until You See the Popcorn Trick

Sriracha — it’s an astronomically popular hot sauce named after the coastal city of Si Racha in Thailand that found its way to mass appeal in the United States courtesy of brands like Huy Fong Foods Inc. (pictured).

The cock sauce has been the focus of cookbooks, clothes, has been jocked by Subway, and web-famous cartoonist The Oatmeal even satirically prototyped a Sriracha Beer Helmets. Let’s also not forget the potential health benefits of Sriracha documented earlier in 2012, which may include things like: making people happier, skinnier and generally more amazing.

With all this in mind, how could we not make a Food Porn video dedicated to one of the world’s most beloved condiments? We take to the kitchen with hamburgers, noodles, avocados, ice cream, cupcakes and a dreamy hope of paying tribute to that spicy-good-burn we simply can’t live without. Hell, have you ever squirted Sriracha into your popcorn bag and shaken it up? You’re in for a good time, trust.

But for now, excuse me while I head off to handle my burning lips and bubble guts.


Shot by @PhilGorgeous, Scored by @Rudeluv


DRUNKBEAST: Orange Street Fair 2010 x In-N-Out

Last night some of the crew got their pregame on, then cruised over to the annual Orange International Street Fair for some grub and drinks. For three days the city of Orange closes off their beloved circle and turns it into a melting pot of different nationality food booths. I was too distracted from all the random people to eat, so we headed to In-N-Out after leaving, which as you may know is always a solid choice. Check the gallery after the jump.