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There are few looks for girls that are better than having just barely won a fight and standing there kind of panting and laughing with a couple of bleeding cuts like, “Holy shit!” This right here is high-octane boner fuel. Comments/Enlarge | See all


Man, that’s intense. First “Baloo” dies after only a few years, then the other best friend dies. He can go to shows and do shots and maybe even talk to some chicks, but without his two bros waiting for him, it’s just not the same. Those guys were more than just dogs. They were... no wait. They were just dogs. THEY WERE FUCKING DOGS, GUY! MOVE ON.
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FROM THIS ISSUE

WESTSIDE
Beverly Hills is Armenians with lots of p...
PLACES TO GO WHEN YOU WANT TO GE...
These places may or may not have good foo...
DOWNTOWN AND MID-CITY
You got your crack alleys and tent cities...
HOLLYWOOD
West Hollywood is still primarily boystow...






SOUTH CENTRAL

Whites are the minority here; it’s mostly a black and Hispanic population, except USC—a lot of rich white kids there. Be careful which alley you accidentally drive down. There are lots of couches on front porches and bars on windows.


BABE’S & RICKY’S INN
You might ask: Who are Babe and Ricky and how did they read my mind, knowing that I’d be dying for a soul-food buffet after midnight? Well, sweet little Laura Mae Gross took over a jazz club in the 60s and renamed it after her son and nephew. This isn’t the original location, but all the equipment and fixtures are here. Monday nights are a jazz-and-blues open-mic night, and the $8 cover charge will get you the free buffet, with insane collard greens, cornbread, and fried catfish. Don’t ask about the free food because it doesn’t get served until around 11 PM. Just show up early to make sure you can get in and, if you’re lucky, Mickey Champion, who used to sing with Billie Holiday, will perform. Also, Mama Laura don’t take no credit so bring your cash. 4339 Leimert Blvd., Crenshaw, 323-295-9112.

BUSY BEE MARKET
San Pedro has been described as LA’s asshole, with the ugliest population to boot (it was home to the Minutemen, not exactly the foxiest bunch of guys), but if you ever find yourself in this cesspool try checking out “the best sandwich in town” at the Busy Bee Market. A deceptively crappy-looking liquor store, in the back it houses a simple, small-town deli with massive BBQ and Italian-sausage sammitches—basically a meal for two on bread. 2413 S. Walker Ave., San Pedro, 310-832-8660.

CREOLE CHEF
The Creole Chef is a good place to go if the Gumbo Pot piqued your interest in Creole food. It’s super-small and you order at the counter, but they are nice folks and it makes you happy to give them your money. In return, they give you everything with the fried platter: oysters, shrimp, and catfish, with sides of red beans and rice or gumbo. And they even have hush puppies, a Southern delicacy of fried cornbread. 3715 Santa Rosalia Dr., in the Crenshaw Mall, View Park, 323-294-2433.


HAROLD & BELLE’S
Anyone feeling some fried and a side of fried with fried butter on top? Harold & Belle’s is Southern-fried-food heaven. Our stomachs hug us (and then slap us later) whenever we eat here. The meal starts with hot buttered bread, which might as well be fried, and then there’s (fried) crayfish, catfish, shrimp, oysters, crab, and chicken, as well as the gravy-like étouffée (not fried so use this as a cleansing course, much like the way fancy places give you sorbet) and gumbo that’s almost as good as our Cajun memaw’s. 2920 W. Jefferson Blvd., Jefferson Park, 323-735-9023.


Babe’s and Ricky’s Inn

HAWKINS HOUSE OF BURGERS
Yes, this is in Watts, you pussy. Massive, massive burgers guaranteed to shorten your life span by at least five years. Eating at Hawkins is more dangerous than actually getting there. (Psst, there’s one in Altadena too.) This is the kind of burger that drips all the way down to your elbows, so you won’t look like an asshole tucking your napkin into your shirt. Get the Hawkins special: two beef patties, with cheese, bacon, lettuce, tomato, fried eggs, hot links, pastrami, pickles, an old boot, a stick of butter, and a jar of mayo. 11603 Slater St., Watts, 323-563-1129.


PHILLIPS BAR-B-QUE
Brisket, ribs, chicken, links, white bread, sweet-potato pie… bee-bee-kew orgasm. Phillips is takeaway only; you order your food and wait for it outside. If you’re sheltered and afraid of the hood, don’t even bother to come. More BBQ for us. 4307 Leimert Blvd., Leimert Park, 323-292-7613; 1517 Centinela Ave., Inglewood, 310-412-7135.



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Anonymous, on Jul 18, 2009 wrote:
Aww, that’s my hood! yay
Anonymous, on May 11, 2009 wrote:
Whoever wrote this article actually knew what they’re talking about, I’ve been to 3 out of 4 and they are the shit. Too bad hipsters are afraid of going south of the 10.
Anonymous, on Nov 23, 2008 wrote:
How come vice never comes to Atlanta
aRe you journalist toooo chicken side step
the hood. Uh???
Bring it to Atlanta if ya gave any nuts about you.
Anonymous, on Nov 23, 2008 wrote:
Just reading this made my guts all bubbly in a good way, I think. But how come no mention of Mexican panederias? Go to Pancho’s Bakery (the one with the gigantic Virgen de Guadalupe painted on the side by F13 gang members) on Florence and Holmes. Don’t forget that it’s self service fuckers. Get your own damn tray.
Anonymous, on Nov 22, 2008 wrote:
Bertha’s off s western and w century has bangin soul food
queefer sutherland, on Nov 22, 2008 wrote:
that lady is my definition of "good people"

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