MISHY TURNER & ERIKA VARELA
Staff Writers
Batman and Robin, salt n’ pepper, fried chicken and waffles? You might think that fried chicken goes just about as well with waffles as this recent heat goes with our un-air conditioned apartments, but the dynamic duo satisfies a pleasure of which only IHOP could dream. Roscoe’s House of Chicken N’ Waffles has been a Los Angeles institution since its birth in 1976. And, coincidentally, owner Herb Hudson is a Pepperdine alumnus, class of 1980.
At Roscoe’s, there’s no gimmick or fancy plating — if you order fried chicken and waffles, that’s what you get with a side of syrup. Ordering the side dishes of one chicken breast and a waffle will usually suffice any craving for the combination.
“Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles is absolutely my favorite restaurant,” said senior Cady Tolon. “People are unsure of the combo, but you can’t knock it until you try it.”
People from all over flock to Roscoe’s, hoping to taste the historic hot spot’s famous flavors that have been immortalized in songs and movies, such as Notorious B.I.G’s “Going Back to Cali” and the blockbuster comedy “Rush Hour.” Its flagship store is located in Hollywood, but there are four other franchises in the Los Angeles area.
Expect to wait at least 45 minutes to even get past the door, as everyone and their mother — literally — will be there. Fear not, though — the outlandish Los Angeles crowd you’ll come across will provide entertainment enough.
After a meal at Roscoe’s, walking might be the last thing on your mind, but it might be necessary in order to prevent cardiac arrest.
The Melrose Trading Post, held every Sunday at Fairfax High School, is just what the doctor ordered. Walking distance from the crux of famous Melrose shopping district, vintage Leica cameras, vinyl couches from the 1960s and the best collections of vintage clothing are spanned across the black top. For the cost of a Coke, you are admitted to the wonderful world of clothes.
This quaint marketplace appeals to both frivolous spenders and frugal shoppers alike.
“It’s a cheap college kid’s dream,” said Cliff Champion, a student at Pepperdine, who said he plans to make many trips back to the market. Any miser is impressed that a $5 item is easily haggled down to $2.50, and the label-conscious love that fancy boutiques scout out future up-and-coming designers here. This means something you paid $25 for could, in a year, easily be selling on the shelves of Fred Segal for $200. With all the proceeds from the entrance fee going toward under-funded schools in the Los Angeles district, the philanthropic shopper in you could not be happier at The Melrose Trading Post. Wear sunscreen though, or you could leave with a harsh sunburn on hot days.
Sunday nights, commonly used for reading, paper writing or recovering from the weekend, have been given a facelift. Le Disko, an 18-and-over club night at the Spider Club, located above the Avalon, makes going out on Saturday night almost passé. Unpopulated by Hollywood starlets, Le Disko caters to an alternative crowd. For those under 21 years old, entrance to the club is free until 11 p.m. — with a flyer from its Web site, that is. For those over 21, entrance is free until midnight with the flyer.
This is one dance party you will not want to miss. With the sounds of Klaxons and Mystery Jets pulsing through your body, even the rhythmically challenged can’t help but shake what their mamas gave them.
“Whether looking at the crowd they attract or listening to the music they play, Le Disko manages to make the holy day rockin’,” said Brown University freshman Isabel Parkes, who said she regularly attends the Sunday night festivities.
Bring cash for the parking lot next to the Avalon, but name drop Le Disko to the parking attendant and the inflated price of $20 goes down to $5.
Wear your flea market duds, bring a sweatband and come prepared with your best robot moves — you’ll be set to go.
09-06-2007
