Seiko H.
Yelp
Here's the deal. I sincerely wanted to like this place; it's just not for me. That doesn't mean it's not for you. I personally require a little more flavor overall. Once I realized the location on Sepulveda closed, I took it upon myself to make it a point to try it out before this recession really starts to, well, hit. This might be the kind of place where you have to know what to order, though their menu isn't extensive. I selected what I thought would be safer options after my intuition directed me not to go with an entire meal. I still pieced things together appropriately to provide myself with a fair experience, and was glad to have gone with my first thought. I believe I would have ultimately felt a way had I opted for a pricier option for a mediocre experience. I found myself seasoning my plate down. I did appreciate the hot sauce option(s). I was able to douse my chicken down with familiarity; that was a lovely touch. The fried chicken is good although it did catch me off guard that it left a subtle, but noticeable pile of grease on my plate initially and thereafter placing it down. It's crispy, juicy and does what it needs to do. I probably should have gone with a chicken and waffles combination, but you never know. My mashed potatoes weren't whipped, and that wasn't an issue at all whatsoever, I just thought I'd throw that in there for details sake. I also noticed there was what seemed like apple sauce on the table as a condiment, but I had no idea what to do with that. Maybe I should have tried it on my biscuit now that I'm mentioning it. Maybe that'll give me a reason to come back to try the waffle. Hm... only time will tell, but I can guarantee. I will not be rushing back down there. The service was decent, but that's probably because all three waitresses there that day, came to check on me. My initial waitress wasn't bad, but it didn't feel like she wanted to be there and that made me slightly uncomfortable. It was as though she was tryna get me in and outta there. Mind you, it wasn't busy. There were to-go orders and one other lady that came to dine-in once I was basically on my way out. We all have our days, after all, though that attributed to my mundane visit. The decorum was cute and quaint; it was giving Hobby Lobby. I noticed they had drinks that appeared to have been possibly homemade in those clear fountain'y looking things, but when I inquired about them, I found out none of them were in fact made from scratch. That was kinda surprising. I am a sucker for homemade items, so that was a bit disappointing considering this is an establishment that's older than me and I don't know, I was maybe expecting more of a home'y feel. The biscuit was dry and not in the way where you can tell it's crispy from being freshly baked. It was just. Dry. I buttered the heck out of that thing through and thru to make the best of it. I don't like wasting food probably because of the cloth I was cut from, so I did what needed to be done and muscled along to the completion of my meal. It just wasn't the one I thought I'd be getting. All in all, I could have done without this experience as it resonated as a glorified fast food restaurant over a quality hole in the wall which I do love and that's not what I was going for.