Chicken Boy, Los Angeles CA

Four stars because it wouldn’t share.

It’s a pretty big boi, though.

My friend Jack creates post modern contemporary concept art where he catches stuff on fire while banging a steel drum with skeleton bones. He's gathered a strong following of mostly pyromaniac necromancer types and wanted to get his group together for a book signing. I suggested he meet his friends at Chicken Boy on account of it's proximity to nice coffee shops and a nice walking trail. So we went here and it was really good.

It’s an old sculpture on a roof, nothing more and nothing less. If that’s what you’re into, you’re going to be excited. It’s an original from the peak days of Route 66, so there’s a plaque on a pole nearby telling the sculpture’s story. If you like kitsch, you’ll be pleased.

Went to Chicken Boy with my husband who’s family had fond memories of Chicken Boy. For all you who have had fond memories as well keep them in your memory box all it is, is a small old building that is gated up and an old figure of Chicken Boy amongst an army of pot holes.