Five decades of frying the way grandma taught us. Our shrimp are butterflied by hand and our wings come out of the cast iron only when they're audibly crackling. Pull up a chair on Hollywood Blvd.
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Harold opened the doors in 1972 with a single fryer, a recipe written on a napkin, and the conviction that good food should taste like someone's grandmother made it. Five decades later, we still butterfly every shrimp by hand and we still won't tell you what's in the mild sauce.