I've always found it funny that it's called Muscle Beach when the food sold here is not conducive to a beach body bulging with muscles. Hehe.
They've got fries which I've never tried, a-ok popcorn, pretty damn good lemonade, and the best corndogs evvveerrrr. Like, damn, even when my dad was seriously lifting weights, he'd make allowances in his diet for the corndogs here, which are best eaten hot and covered in ketchup or mustard. I think what sets Muscle Beach apart is that the pancake batter wrapped around the sausage is miraculously not too corny or starchy. When I do treat myself to a corndog, I get strawberry lemonade too, even if I know it's mostly sugar. That happens about once a year, because I believe that "beach bodies" should be maintained year round. (naks healthy girl) read more