Comedian Chris Rock once famously quipped that “after you have Popeyes, you need one of those ‘Men in Black’ memory sticks to erase your memory or else you will just keep coming back to this place every day.” I feel the same way about LA Chicken. Really, the only thing stopping me from a daily visit is the fact that it’s located in a banal strip mall buried deep in Richmond. They follow the fundamental of good fried chicken: a crispy exterior guarding a juicy, tender interior, all without being too greasy. A two piece supper complete with fries, salad, and “down home” gravy is just $10. Bonus: onion chips, McCain cake, and sun-bleached fast food decor from the 1980s.