Roscoe's - Fullerton
10.0
"R-O-S-C-O-E, Mr. Shawty-put-it-on-me, PLEASE.
This is NOT about chicken and waffles so if that’s what brought you here you better walk outside and come back in when your attitude is correct.
Let me tell you about this absolute PILLAR in DTF (that’s Downtown Fullerton, Jake. Crack the Good Book every once in a while).
Imagine your local dive bar took some HGH and doubled in size like your buddy from high school that “just took creatine”. Yeah, okay Thad Castle.
This place has not one, not two, but THREE bars to accommodate its loyal patrons and a window slinging CRAFT DELI SANDWICHES.
You want a 16oz 805? How about one for each hand.
You want a 22oz Slap & Tickle IPA? Cool man, I’ll see you in the morning.
You want a goblet of Mango Cart with tajín on the rim? Tú sabes.
Grab one of these while you wait for your Fender Club that comes out STACKED TO THE CEILING.
The Italian Job, aka The Megamind, in the last picture bangs it home too.
Pool tables and dart boards inside, a patio that makes you say “I’ll be here” outside.
Popular enough to draw a crowd, but enough space so you can still hear your friends.
This place is a jungle gym, where the monkey bars are tap handles.
10/10 will ALWAYS come back." - Drew
