Tom’s Soma Review #13
December 29th, 2010
Amazing Grease
Louisiana Fried Chicken on 6th Street in Soma, really? Yes! Awesome! Let’s Go! I strategically walked up the human slalom course of 6th street with me cohorts Diana and Andres’ to a sacred ground where fried chicken was not only on the menu, but dreamily matched with a full-fledged donut shop. Let it be known that we do not recommend eating at this establishment, that would be reckless, but it is fun in a sketchy sort of way and pretty damn tasty.
Louisiana Fried Chicken on 6th Street in Soma, really? Yes! Awesome! Let’s Go! I strategically walked up the human slalom course of 6th street with me cohorts Diana and Andres’ to a sacred ground where fried chicken was not only on the menu, but dreamily matched with a full-fledged donut shop. Let it be known that we do not recommend eating at this establishment, that would be reckless, but it is fun in a sketchy sort of way and pretty damn tasty.
Stepping inside Donut World is a warming feeling much different than the desperate and broken dreams outside on 6th and Market. Inside is a true wonderland of kept promises and trust, delivered by silver fryer baskets dripping with amazing grease. I couldn’t decide what I wanted, so I went with the 3-Way Combo; fried chicken, shrimp, french fries and a choice of two sides. I opted for the collard greens and red beans and rice. The chicken and shrimp are really tasty, and the batter is seasoned with Cajun spices that taste a bit like old bay seasoning; a family favorite on the Chesapeake Bay where I spent my earliest years. The collard greens were legit and had a subtle yet confident pork taste, the red beans and rice were good as well. The only problem is that you can’t quite shake the flavors ands fats after you have left. The goodness just won’t leave you alone after you’ve eaten it, effecting all of your senses. Not only did it sit in my gut like a soggy car washing mitt, but I couldn’t smell anything except fried chicken and donut grease for 2 days, and I couldn’t focus due to a filmy sheen covering my eyeballs. Andres’ and Diana, my culinary comrades were a little more conservative than I. Andres opted for the wings, and Diana ordered the smallest portion of fried chicken available. Wise friends they are. I don’t think you can really distinguish the flavors of the shrimp from the chicken underneath all that fried goodness, so my ordering advice is to go with your gut, literally, jut ask your tummy how much it can take and order accordingly.
I will eat at the Famous Louisiana Fried Chicken inside of Donut World again someday, but it will be a while, I’m placing it on a bi-annual rotation, due to the fact that if I lay quiet my ears can still hear a faint sound of boiling grease bubbling and gurgling.
