The Prince, located in one of my favorite neighborhoods in L.A., Koreatown, is a strange beauty that I quickly embraced. One night after facing a closed Corner Place (my fave KBBQ joint), my friend Joanne and I hightailed it to The Prince, knowing it closed at 2 a.m. We had been going on about how badly we wanted to try this place as we’re both lovers of fried chicken and rumor had it this spot was on point.
Upon entering this old-timey gem, I said to myself “I think they filmed an episode of Mad Men here” which turned out to be correct upon my research. Amazing red baroque decor aside, The Prince smelled like exactly the place where we needed to be. We took a seat in a cozy red vinyl booth and I attempted to eye what our unfriendly wannabe hipster table neighbors we’re eating. I liked the look of what they had and deduced that their order consisted of the Half & Half: fried chicken and spicy chicken.
I had heard about a Kimchi Fried Rice so that was obviously going to be our starter. Duh, right? Little did I know that it was going to be served with a spectacular sunny side up egg which I couldn’t poke quick enough, thus drizzling runny yolk all over our vibrant rice. That is a MUST order for those of you already gearing up for romp at The Prince.
What is up with these chips and salsa, and why did we actually like them? When I had returned from the ladies room two bowls were awaiting my arrival, one of them filled with what was literally 8 chips. WEIRD! The chips weren’t particularly warm but upon first bite I was like “wtf?” being surprised that I liked them. Tortilla chips that tasted Korean. You tell me! One refill of chips is offered and yes, I harassed them for at least 10 more chips.
Now we’re onto this much talked about chicken. $15.99 for the Half & Half? Alright, I’ll take it. The pricing was really strange to me but I was there for the experience and I was psyched about this chicken. When I say strange, I mean an order of fries was $8.99 and they looked like they were from Costco. No, we didn’t order them!
The chicken was bomb and there was a lot of it. It’s as if they took half a rotisserie chicken and deep fried it. Skin is what I live for … heard it’s good for the heart, yah? It was so crispy and delightful, I caught myself moaning and eating yet again. The actual meat was incredibly moist and oh so tasty. It’s plate companion was the Spicy Chicken which was tossed with tubes of rice cakes, which I couldn’t get enough of. I was also a sucker for the “salad” which was merely shredded cabbage with a plop or Korean Thousand Island dressing on top.
Last but not least, an entire bowl of pickled daikon was bestowed upon me. I live for Korean pickles so I at this point I felt like I was eating like a king. Not only did I eat every bite of my daikon but I took home Jo’s neglected order with me.
One pitcher of Hite, a table full of fried chicken, and listening to 2 Chainz over the restaurant speakers – this is my idea of paradise, my friends. The decor obviously kills it! Piano? Check! This is a great spot to get drunk with friends or take a date who is actually interesting. I hope you go and have as much fun & confusion as I did.
3198 W 7th St
Los Angeles, CA 90005