22 October 2008

my favorite L.A. Restaurant so far....

Many of those who know me know that I am currently trying to stay "on the path to healthiness" by eating a little bit better than I normally do. For instance, this morning I ate oatmeal, strawberries, grapes with a glass of pure orange juice, and for lunch I had pineapple slices, a banana, and a bagel with limeade. Yeah, look at me, eating like an Angelino...but there are those times when its hard, very hard to resist the food of my "youth". I am Black. I am from the South. And my Mama's been cooking since she was probably six...these are all the ingredients needed for good eats, great times, and high cholesterol, so lately ive been trying to rid my body and soul of excess toxins (Note: i said excess, sometimes, i feel like i need those toxins) while still not straying far from the food that i love.

I first experiences Roscoes with a friend of mine who lived on my dorm floor freshman year. I hadn't had some of Mama's food for a few months and to me, Roscoe's was great. It was a trip back home, it was what i needed in my system after eating stale cafeteria food for months, it was wonderful. I continued to go with other friends during my first semester of college life and enjoyed it thoroughly. Then, i went home for Christmas break, and had some REAL food. I have to say/must admit, I realized that when that element of love is put into the food, it trumps over anything Roscoes can offer. No, no now, im not saying i dont like Roscoes (cuz if u called and asked me to go--id go to the bank right now and get a 20 out to go enjoy myself). Im just saying that Roscoes is needed at times (alot of times) when a.) you dont want to cook or b.) when you dont have mama, aunties, and cousins to cook for you.

My mom went recently when she came to visit me here in the City of Angels and was not impressed LOL!! But then again, she is Lady T, and Lady T can make what Roscoes makes for free! On the other hand, I have a friend (yea, he's white) who absolutely loves Roscoes without contest...hes white, hes from CA, and i doubt that his Mama cooks like the women (and men) in my family.

Dont get it twisted though, I will be an appreciative patron of Roscoes until the day i die or the day it closes (whichever comes first) and if you have never gone before, get the #1 (Scoe's with a breast and leg) to start off with. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.




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