Saturday, we went and picked up Zankou Chicken, which I have wanted to try since moving to Los Angeles. It's famous, and legendary, and all that. Jonathan Gold referenced it in a review of the Zuni Cafe cookbook (he actually said that the Zuni Cafe roast chicken was so good it was all he made and ate now, and that he didn't even pick up Zankou, but still) and it was the last straw.

It was okay. The skin was delicious, and the garlic sauce (more of a spread, really) was very tasty. But it didn't blow me away, and it gave Jeff some gastrointestinal distress.

More on chicken later.