Dino's Chicken Burgers - Azusa

After the LA Weekly review of Jonathan Gold over Dinos in LA in the past, the chicken mentioned in the article piqued my interest. When I heard that Dino opened a second restaurant in Azusa, which is practically around the corner of me, I booked about the first chance to see what this chicken really was all. When I first went to the place that was Ted's Gourmet Fast Food, the chicken wasn't even on the menu. I had to ask the opponent just how I could order Dinos chicken and of course she helped me out. For my order, I have half the chicken that came with Fritten, Tortillas and Coleslaw. I chose an order. When my job was done, I went out, got into my car and sped home. I found interesting that, although the chicken was in a closed container in a plastic bag, these pleasant, though weak, smells came out of the interior of the bag that tantalized my nose. Something so mouthwater that I stepped harder on the gas. When I came home, I plunked my bag on my kitchen counter, opened it, opened the container and wow, I was made with these strong, stinginging smells that made me dizzy with anticipation. When I looked down on the chicken and smoothed in his flesh, and the skin of the chili and spices used to marinate it. The French fries, also red-orange, and drowned with sauce and juices from the chicken, also ordered attention. If you look at the chicken close-up, you can see how the spices and pieces of red chili adhere to the meat. This was serious stuff. For a minute I stood there and stared and took all the sensual experience of seeing and smell before me. Soon the hunger called and I took a piece of chicken and took a bite. A bite was an explosion of taste of pepper, lemon, chili and a variety of other spices. It was amazing. I didn't feel the heat right now, but after taking a few more bites, I could feel a burning part on the back of my throat and it was a fire I greeted and enjoyed. The food of the French french, in which fiery sauce softened, also added a little more fuel to this fire. That was really the most amazing chicken dish I ever had. I have no idea what kind of marinade was used, but the different layers and the fusion of flavors really made this chicken sing. Eating Dinos chicken is a Mariachi band for me. Both are colorful. Both are “laut”. While one can be loud in terms of music, the other is loud in terms of taste. With a note or with a bite both can immediately receive attention. If this chicken is so close to home is one of the best discoveries I made last year and thanks goodness, it is practically a hop, jump and away.

My family is so happy that Dinos Chicken (as we call it) has a new and closer location. We drove to LA every time one of us tore her wonderful chicken (which is quite often)! This is a great family owned and friendly food, there is nothing like There everywhere.

It was like I was called back to my childhood, I loved Dinos Chicken from his o.g. place in Downtown L.A. The Azusa diner serves the traditional chicken plate with the tortillas, drunk frits in their seasoned sauce and Coleslaw.

Abby took me here a wonderful day that I will now call the chicken day. Wait, will people confuse the restaurant in La Crescenta and Koreatown with “Hühner Tag”? Okay... maybe I'll call it the day my eyes were opened to make delicious sour chickens and soggyries. What? Doesn't that sound? Friends, if you are a fan of salt and vinegar chips, or all things juicy and tasty, you will try the 1/2 chicken at Dino with frits. the juice from the vinegarian chicken drips on the frits and you eat something very reminiscent of a bolivia dish called pique much macho, a beef and frits concoction that I thought could never be rivaled until Dino. Yes, I say that this place is better than something I grew up with, that I came to know. And, it's okay because Dinos is Greek or something and it's a completely different dish.

After reading Jonathan Gold’s LA Weekly review about Dino’s in LA awhile back, the chicken mentioned in the article piqued my interest. When I heard that Dino’s was opening a second restaurant in Azusa, which is practically around the corner from me, I booked on over the first chance I got to see what this chicken was really all about. When I walked into the place that first time, which formerly was Ted’s Gourmet Fast Food, the chicken wasn’t even on the menu yet. I had to ask the counter person specifically about how I could order Dino’s chicken and of course, she helped me out. For my order, I got the half chicken which came with french fries, tortillas and coleslaw. I opted for a to go order. When my order was done, I walked out, got into my car and sped home. What I found interesting was that even though the chicken was in a closed container inside a plastic bag, there were these pleasing, albeit faint, smells emanating from inside the bag that were tantalizing my nose. Something so mouth-watering that I stepped on the gas even harder. Once I got home, I plunked my bag on my kitchen counter, opened it up, opened up the container and wow, I was assailed with these strong, pungent smells that made me dizzy with anticipation. Than I looked down at the chicken and gloried in its flesh and skin reddened by the chili and spices used to marinate it in. The french fries, also red-orange, and drenched with the sauce and juices from the chicken also commanded attention. When you look at the chicken close-up, you can see how the spices and pieces of red chili adhered to the meat. Now this was serious stuff. For a minute, I just stood there and stared, taking in the whole sensory experience of the sight and smell before me. Soon, hunger called and I picked up a piece of chicken and took a bite. One bite was an explosion of flavor of pepper, lemon, chili and a host of other spices. It was amazing. I didn’t feel the heat right away but after taking a few more bites, I could feel a litte bit of fire at the back of my throat and it was a fire I welcomed and enjoyed. Eating the french fries, soaked in the fiery sauce, also added a little more fuel to this fire. This truly was the most amazing chicken dish I ever had. I have no clue what kind of marinade was used, but the various layers and melding of flavors really made this chicken sing. Eating Dino’s chicken is akin to a mariachi band for me. Both are colorful. Both are “loud.” While one can be loud in regards to the music, the other is loud in regards to flavor. With one note or with one bite, both can get immediate attention. Having this chicken so close to home is one of the best discoveries I made last year and thank goodness, it’s practically a hop, skip and jump away.