Not far from Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles is The Waffle, a brunch restaurant.
The country gravy was a decadent treat. Served on the plate were collard greens cooked with bacon.
It was a decent breakfast. I had gone here on a date. While chemistry didn’t happen, at least I got to try an interesting cafe.
The first place I had tried fried chicken and waffles together was a Western restaurant in Singapore called The Beast.
This time I went to the legendary Roscoe’s Waffles on Sunset and Gower Street in Hollywood.
I don’t remember the name of this combination, but it was tasty. Bereft of nutrition, it was a feast of salt and fat.
The chicken was moist within and crispy on the outside. The waffle was very good, too.
Of course I will return.
A few years ago I would eat Eggs Benedict any chance I got. A few restaurants in Singapore served a good Eggs Benedict. Since I’ve returned to California I hadn’t had this dish until I went to Swami’s in Carlsbad to have breakfast with two of my brothers before attending a sister’s daughter’s christening.
For $12.95 I didn’t expect tail meat. There were a few tablespoons of leg meat atop the poached eggs.
Not bad, although the plate could have used some greenery.
I went on a internet date a few weeks ago to Redbird, a fancy restaurant in downtown Los Angeles.
The brunch plate cost about $25. I could look up the price, but my currently mellow state discouraged me from doing so.
Brunch was delicious. The red eye sauce . Mixed in the yolk of the two fried eggs, it was intensely savory and warmly earthy. However the portion was minute. Two plates would have satisfied me. I even had a drink, before which I hadn’t imbibed since a October. I forgot to photograph it. It was a clear Bloody Mary that set me back $15.
My date had this:
The menu looks amazing:
I would return.
I saw a video about Eggslut on Eater when I lived in Singapore. The proprietor was showing his technique to poach scrambled eggs in butter.
Naturally when I moved to LA, I would want to try their signature sandwich. When I had read that the proprietor was opening locations in New York it cemented my desire to eat one of these legendary egg sandwiches.
Every time I went to Grand Central Market in downtown LA, the line was too long for my appetite.
This time I endured the ten minute wait.
The delicious scrambled egg was served on brioche with orange cheese and chewy bacon.
It was amazing! It was the best egg sandwich I’ve ever eaten.
That and freshly squeezed orange juice and I was happy.
The hotel restaurant hyped up their customized and relatively expensive hamburgers so I gave them a pass until one day last week when I thought I’d give them a try.
I didn’t know what molletes were until I googled it later. They are muffins, in case you didn’t know.
Three muffins were served with chopped chorizo and cheese. Not only was the chorizo spicy, but the pico de gallo was spicy-even for me.
It was tasty, but a massive breakfast. I had a day of walking and tourist-related activities ahead of me do I didn’t finish.