I was starving when I strolled into KBella Pizza on a brisk Monday late afternoon. I’d had no breakfast, no lunch, just vibes.
Baby Gay? More like a massive slay.
The Boys are back in town. I’ll bet 90% of the journalists who attended this event started with that exact line.
I finally made it to the Olympics of fast food, and it was seriously off the chain. Sorry I’m a millennial and that’s how we used to talk.
Desayuno, desaydos, desaytres! I’ve covered Chicas a couple times now, but this third trip was truly a moment.
They’ve rolled out a brand new brunch menu at their flagship location, Chicas Cantina in Culver City, al lado del metro y muchos restaurantes divertidas.
They’re playing the classics here: breakfast burritos, chilaquiles, breakfast tacos, huevos rancheros and pancakes.
I dove into the breakfast burrito – Eggs, potatoes, cheese, avocado salsa and morita aioli. It was hearty, sliced in half, and packed with flavor. Everyone’s looking for bang for your buck, and this is it.
The potatoes – crispy home fries – were divine. The star of the show was the salsa roja, a smoky and slightly spicy sauce that really set this burrito apart.
Now at this point I’m one house margarita down, dining al fresco, really feeling myself. I’m ready to take down a taco.
Photo by Chicas Tacos
I can’t put my finger on what it is that made this taco pop, but it most definitely did. My best guess is the morita aioli, which is fruity, smoky and savory, and really surprised me.
Google tells me morita is a staple of Mexican food, but somehow in Los Angeles I don’t think I’ve ever had it.
I’m so hooked. Of all the dishes I tried, this was my favorite. Banger.
Photo by Chicas Tacos
Their chilaquiles roja was piled to the sky with eggs, chips, salsa, cilantro, onions, crema de elote and queso fresco. It jumps off the plate as the most-photogenic dish, a melange of colors and textures that add up to a flavorful and triumphant breakfast smash.
This is absolutely a dish for sharing. They don’t skimp, y’all. Prepare thyselves.
Photo by Chicas Tacos
My final dish was the huevos rancheros, a dish that starts fights in the streets of Los Angeles. Chicas’ owner insisted we try this one, and for good reason.
I loved their choice of salsa, the eggs were perfectly poached and their fresh pico de gallo was to die for. The buttons were popping off my shirt at this point, but I pushed myself to the limit like the hero I am.
Brunch ended with a frozen margarita, a hefty and delightful drink that made me grateful for Ubers.
This won’t be my last rodeo at Chicas. They keep pulling me back in with new and improved items, impeccable service and an overall bright and buoyant energy. Los amo!
Brunch goes from 10am to 2pm Saturdays and Sundays, the perfect hangover cure or post-run fuel up. Highly recommend, gang.
Y’all, Taco Bell brought me to the mothership to preview some upcoming menu items that I bet will bring in diehards and skeptics alike.
Datz the joint, datz the jam, turn it, up, and play it again.
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