I know I'm totally in the minority here but I just don't get the appeal of Roscoe's.

Uhm. See there's sweet things. And there's salty greasy things. And you usually don't get to combine your vices like that.

It's like a speedball.

For me it's really all about the smothered fried chicken, though. Everything's better with gravy on it.

Uhm. See there's sweet things. And there's salty greasy things. And you usually don't get to combine your vices like that.

I like to dip pretzels in vanilla ice cream, thanks to my grandfather, who introduced me to the practice, but I don't know about chicken and waffles. Fried chicken and waffles with *syrup*?

We don't have Roscoe's. We do have the Golden Rule cafe which is in a totally bad neighborhood so I haven't been. Although I don't know how bad things get during daylight chicken-eating hours. And it's run by this woman named Louella or something, who's supposed to be quite the icon, which is how I know of it.

Fried chicken and waffles with *syrup*?

Yeah. But the waffles are on a separate plate. It's not like you usually alternate bites. I mean, I guess you could alternate bites, but that's not what I do.

And, as I noted, its really about the smothered chicken for me.

Oh man, now I'm craving chicken and waffles. And I can't have any because I'm eating in midtown tonight.

t is bereft

Meh. For this I wait half an hour?

But it's awesome waffles and amazing fried chicken! And alternating bites makes the chicken taste moister and spicier and the waffle lighter and richer and it's all. so. damn. good.

Fried Chicken and waffles with gravy, silly.

No, waffles with SYRUP. Don't listen to MM, Every unbeliever we have ever taken to Roscoe's has joined the cult. We have a couple of friends who come to LA just for Roscoe's.

And you usually don't get to combine your vices like that.

The hell I don't. I smoke and drink all the time.

But it's awesome waffles and amazing fried chicken!

Okay, and this is where it fails with me. Not everyone, mind. Just me.

I am hypoglycemic coupled with an accelerated metabolism. I am hungry all the time. When you are hungry all the time, things like "taste" become very secondary. Also things like "not crawling with botulism".

So I don't recognize that it's "awesome" waffles and chicken. It's all lumped under "fuel" as far as my system is concerned and my palate, so to speak, is so atrophied from lack of attention that its opinion has long ceased to matter.

Again, this is very ME specific. So Roscoe's...I'm waiting half an hour for fuel at a Chevron, when I can go across the street to a Mobil and get it now. See?

If I'm going to combine fried flesh with my waffles, it's going to be something from the pork family--ham, sausages or bacon.

Smothered chicken, however, sounds nummy.