Hey pallies, through the efforts of google's Dino-'lerts we recently came 'cross this fabulous bit of Dino-history at the blog pad, "Los Angeles Magazine." Scribed by Miss Alison Martino, who is "a writer, television producer and personality, and L.A. pop culture historian," her prose "Vintage Los Angeles: Sunset Stripped" briefly accents the history of the Dino-eatery "Dino's Lodge."
Miss Martino (likes how cool pallies that her last name is so so close to our Dino's!) shares some way cool Dino-details 'bout our Dino's entry into fine dining and shares the sad sad fact that, "This September, the entire block (that included Dino's Lodge) was demolished to make way for a massive development."
And, likes the greatest of great part of this Dino-essay are the five magically magnificant pixs of Dino's Lodge from Miss Martino's personal collection.
ilovedinomartin salutes Miss Alison Martino and the pallies at "Los Angeles Magazine" for sharin' neatest of neat Dino-nostaliga with the larger Dino-world. To view this post in it's original format, simply clicks on the tag of this here Dino-report. Dino-studyin', DMP
Vintage Los Angeles: Sunset Stripped
In the summer of 1958, Dean Martin and his business partner, Maury Samuels, opened a restaurant at 8524 Sunset Blvd. Here's what happened after that
Posted on 11/15/2013 11:00:00 AM by Alison Martino
Remember the L.A.-based private eye series 77 Sunset Strip? The 1950s series was filmed entirely on the Warner Brothers lot, but the opening 30-second sequence was filmed in front of Dino's Lodge, located at 8524 Sunset Boulevard. In the summer of 1958, Dean Martin and his business partner, Maury Samuels, bought a former restaurant called The Alpine Lodge. They hired Dean’s brother Bill to manage the place, and immediately renamed it “Dino’s Lodge.” Out front they placed an enormous neon sign featuring Dean Martin’s handsome face and it became one of Hollywood's campiest novelties. The “suit and tie” jazz joint was instantly hip, serving home-style Italian cuisine, steaks, and breakfast until 4 a.m. The interior included dark wood paneling and comfortable leather booths meant to replicate Martin’s personal den. Continuous entertainment was provided in a separate cocktail lounge that promoted female singers—perhaps ole Dino didn’t want any male competition—but by 1960, he had flown the coop for the Sands in Las Vegas and sold the restaurant to new owners who kept the name and neon sign for 27 additional years. Visitors flocked to the restaurant in hopes of getting a glimpse of Dino, but his neon face is as close as they got.
By the early ‘70s, the swanky restaurant that had once hosted parties for Frank Sinatra and Elizabeth Taylor descended into a tourist trap and was abandoned by its celebrity clientele. During the Miami Vice era, the block on which the restaurant sat suffered a devastating makeover. What was left of Dino’s Lodge, the Tiffany Theatre, North Beach Leather, and the 1960s dance club the Sea Witch were all stuccoed over, leaving them unrecognizable, then replaced with bland looking offices. A 77 SUNSET STRIP dedication was later engraved on the sidewalk in front of the original entrance to Dino’s.
This September, the entire block was demolished to make way for a massive development. I’m not sure if the plaque will survive, but the new parking attendants should carry a comb in their back pocket in honor of Ed “KOOKIE” Byrnes.
All photographs courtesy Alison Martino Collection
DEF I NATE LY woulda LOVED to have grabbed a nice martini there pal! Was a VERY cool place I'm sure.
ReplyDeleteHey pallie, likes so so agree Danny-o....how cool woulda it be to go clubbin' at Club Dino! Keeps lovin' our most beloved Dino!
ReplyDeleteWhat a find, DMP!
ReplyDeleteBack in 1975, Mr. AOW and I visited his family in Southern California and drove by Dino's Lodge. We saw the neon sign, but didn't go inside. After all, we knew that our Dino had abandoned Dino's Lodge by then.
Interesting that the sign came down in 1987, the year that Dino Jr. died.
Hey pallie, likes Miss AOW, I continue to be totally totally astounded by the coolest of cool Dino-finds every day of the Dino-year on the ol' web! How cool of you and Mr. to have seen our Dino's Club...and fabulous Dino-sign! Keeps lovin' our most beloved Dino!
ReplyDeleteDMP,
ReplyDeleteHere's some blog fuel: the Facebook page for Dino's Lodge! Lots of great material for your Dino web site!
Index of Dino Lodge info
ReplyDeleteHey pallie, likes Miss AOW, I too discovered that when I was doin' a bit of Dino-googlin' usin' Dino's Lodge in the search drive. Thanks for sharin' ma'am. Keeps lovin' our most beloved Dino. And, likes btw, today's new Dino-gram is 'nother find from doin' the Dino's Lodge google searchin'!
ReplyDeleteWhat an incredible and happening place this must have been in it's day. I only wish i could have visited it myself! What a great post my friend - keep up the great work!
ReplyDeleteHey pallie, likes Miss AOW, likes thanks ever so much for the Dino-indexin'. Keeps lovin' our most most beloved Dino!
ReplyDeleteHey pallie, likes Scotty man, you are so so on the Dino-mark...I'm sure that Dino's Lodge was the most happenin' place 'round in it's day...woulda been cool for us to meet up there and enjoy some liquid refreshment while hopin' for our most beloved Dino to shows up! Thanks for droppin' the patter...loves to hear from our Dino-addicted Scotty! Keeps lovin' our most beloved Dino!
ReplyDeleteFond memory: maybe '60-'61. Driving into the porte cochere with my girlfriend sitting sidesaddle per her straight skirt on my Vespa while I wore sport jacket/shirt n tie. While that was tres chic looking at the time, in actuality it was all I could afford despite us having driven up from USC...LOL Alas, Cookie was not there, but the Valet graciously let me park there vs down in the back lot.
ReplyDelete~ Lest memory is fuzzy: the lounge part was in the back and its 'wall' was mostly glass affording an ultra romantic view down over sparkling LA while some jazz group played mellow music while we sipped Grasshoppers or Sloe Gin Fizzes or were they Stingers, albeit underage!!! YOLO
Fond memory: maybe '60-'61. Driving into the porte cochere with my girlfriend sitting sidesaddle per her straight skirt on my Vespa while I wore sport jacket/shirt n tie. While that was tres chic looking at the time, in actuality it was all I could afford despite us having driven up from USC...LOL Alas, Cookie was not there, but the Valet graciously let me park there vs down in the back lot.
ReplyDelete~ Lest memory is fuzzy: the lounge part was in the back and its 'wall' was mostly glass affording an ultra romantic view down over sparkling LA while some jazz group played mellow music while we sipped Grasshoppers or Sloe Gin Fizzes or were they Stingers, albeit underage!!! YOLO
Hey pallie, likes Bob, what an awesome memory to have shared...very very cool indeed...thanks for droppin' by and sharin' such fun patter! Hopes we hear from you 'gain!
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