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| - This is a tough one. I'd found out about Mrs. White's by way of Lo-Lo's, and thought I'd try Mama's food before Son's. It was good, I'll say that. I had the smothered chicken and regretted it immensely - fried chicken covered with gravy amounts to a mess of watery breading. Between that and having to dig through the mess to find the bones, it wasn't exactly a lot of meat down my throat. Mac & Cheese and white rice as my sides were good.
The ambiance? There IS none. I found more entertainment from the writing on the wall, which had clearly been painted over MANY times since the 60s, and the open/close sign which reads, if closed, to contact "Jesus". LOL.
Unaware of the church across the street, I arrived right after Sunday services to find the place fairly full - some churchgoers, at least one newcomer party, and several regulars. Based on the caloric content of the entrees, I wasn't surprised to see about 50% obese customers, while the rest were inexplicably thin.
As a Whitey, I can't say that I was comfortable. Clientele is almost all Black and while they are some of my best friends, I only felt welcome because of the cordial words spoken by our waiter and the cashier at the checkout, who clearly could have beat the crap out of me with one punch. Other than that, there were a lot of "what are YOU doing here?" looks from fellow customers. I kept wishing I had brought my sista friend with me, who would have loved this place.
I'd go back, but it's not a perfect choice. Perhaps on a Saturday when church hadn't just let out. Also, the price is extreme - it's almost as high as Knott's Berry Farm which gives you more food for only about $2 more, and that's at theme park prices. This is just dumpy outskirts of downtown..but again, I don't wanna judge. I love small business and I'm proud of Mrs. White for making it this long; hope she continues for a long time to come.
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