At Patrick's Roadhouse, a hot-dog stand turned diner that sits at show- business ground zero, on the Pacific Coast Highway between Malibu and Hollywood, fresh slabs of bacon sputter on the grill while movie moguls gossip about the wife of a top studio executive and a national politician. The interior is pure beachfront eclectic, crammed with mismatched furniture, bullhorns, rubber snakes, paintings of World War II flying aces, antique mirrors, numberless pieces of nautical kitsch. It's not only the campy charm, the soulful coffee or the cheap and un-California-ishly cholesterol-rich menu that keeps this dive jumping among the surfer and industry-big-shot...
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