Chicken and Waffles anyone?

Post date: Mar 26, 2012 1:40:01 PM

What can I say; I am over 30yrs old and have NEVER eaten chicken and waffles let alone Roscoe’s chicken and waffles. You might ask why would I deprive myself like that. Well, by the time I ever heard of the combo, it was immediately followed by how Roscoe’s is the best. This was not just from one person; it was from so many people as to make me tell myself that I REFUSE to eat that particular combination until I can have it from Roscoe’s. Don’t judge me, I know I have weird quirks.

I was telling my friend, April, about my situation and a recent conversation I had with a co-worker. He derided the fact that I lived in Las Vegas and had never gone there in order to try it. He had a point, I have been to L.A. several times and it never even crossed my mind. April and her boyfriend, Tim aka TMI, actually come from around Palmdale way, so they visit there a lot. In fact, we JUST made a trip up there two weeks ago. Basically there was no excuse and April decided to hand me this fantasy on a silver platter, along with another I didn’t even realize was a fantasy (that’s another blog post, though).

Brief background about April, affectionately known as “That One Month”, is that she can organize the heck out of anything. I mean one minute you’re just talking about a possible road trip in the future and within 5 minutes there is a plan and she pulls out a fully mapped out itinerary with points of interests marked from her back pocket. You are like WTF just happened; I thought we were just talking.

Anyways, so we make it to Roscoe’s and the line looked like we might be there for at least an hour waiting, which seemed like a testament to the food. Lucky for us it only took about 10 minutes because I was about to start gnawing on my fingers. I know I came for Chicken and Waffles, but one look at the menu and I almost caved because there were so many other things I wanted to try. I gathered up my willpower and told myself there would be other times and ordered a Carol C special Plate which came with a chicken breast cooked southern style and one waffle.

Now Roscoe’s isn’t about the bells and whistles. It is a plain and simple little joint that is about the food and the flavor. When my plate came out there was no fanfare, no presentation, just food. The breast was huge and nicely brown with a delicious looking crispy skin. The waffle was brown with a scoop of butter on it and there was a small container of heated syrup on the plate too.

I smeared the butter all over and then drizzled about 1/3 of the syrup on the waffle. Then I decided to get a little dirty. I used my fingers to pick off some of the chicken and dropped it on my waffle. Picked my fork back up and speared the meat and the waffle and shoveled it in my mouth. I had to close my eyes, this is what I had been waiting for and it did not disappoint. The crunchy of the chicken skin with the salty juiciness of the breast meat and the sweetness of the syrupy waffle was like a dream. The waffle had this nutmegy cinnamon flavor that just spoke to me. It had to be one of the best-flavored waffles I have ever eaten. The waffle itself wasn’t crispy nor did it have a crust, but it was the flavor alone that made it stand out among others. The chicken was deep-fried with a thick crust that held in all of the juices and flavors. The perfect byte for me was a piece of the succulent breast with the skin still on it, waffle, and dunked in the remaining little container of warm syrup. Thank you Roscoe I promise not to wait 30+ years for my next experience, thank you One Month for this weekend, and thank you TMI’s parents for the room and board.