Pink's was supposed to be a massive ending to a great drunken Vegas night. I've heard peeps spracking all over this place for some time ,and although the hot dogs were good, and fairly unique. They were not worthy of the $7-$8 range, for one solo hot dog. Maybe it's just a staple LV late night spot, but with the fries being luke warm and not really crispy, and my $8 hot dog tasting more like a $5 hot dog, Pinks didn't really leave me with a good feeling after my meal. \n\nThe only real interesting thing about pinks was the people watching, I saw a cholo, a nerdy frat boy, and a straight gangsta crip drunk battle dancing right in front of the outside dining area. Even that couldn't completley save my pinks experience.