Trailer Park Restaurant

The Trailer Park restaurant on 23rd Street has carved out an interesting brand for itself. The appeal of burgers, Philly steaks, beer, and margaritas is clear enough, but why the trailer park theme? What’s the attraction of poverty and pink flamingos?

There are a few possibilities. You would expect the Trailer Park restaurant to be cheap and unpretentious. No need to dress up, or even refrain from burping.

The lady next to the sign, with her cutoffs, tattoo, and baseball cap, offers another not-so-subliminal signal, suggesting that a trailer park is where you might find young, unemployed women with time on their hands and few inhibitions. (There are actually two women reclining on either side of the sign, in an inadvertent—I would guess—parody of the tomb of the Medici in Florence.)

Get close enough and you can see that the clothes have actually been painted onto a naked mannequin, producing an effectively trashy look.