Don't wait; go now. GO NOW. GO TO FILET OF SOUL. NOW.
BACKGROUND: My husband and I, both North-South-North transports, moved from a state with a huge population of people hailing from all over the Caribbean. Moreover, being a southern state, there were plenty of so-called soul food places to be found: good fried chicken, BBQ, greens, etc. When we moved to Chester County, we found ourselves lost as to options for most of these foods. Sure, Philly's got everything, but what if you figure out you want some jerk chicken at 8 PM on a weeknight? I can't be the only one that happens to.
EXPERIENCES: We've been to Filet of Soul twice now and I can't speak highly enough of them. The first time, I had the fried chicken and my husband had the jerk chicken--both fantastic. The fried chicken had a great scald on it; the jerk chicken was falling off the bone. The other night, we came in again, this time for oxtails (me) and BBQ chicken and ribs (husband).
QUALITY: When I tell you that I basically had a culinary religious experience with these oxtails, I'm not even joking. I'm by no means an expert on oxtails, but I've had them now at about 5 places run by people who know, and these were hands-down the best I've had. Tender, skillfully seasoned...everything I know to be the best things about oxtails. It was heaven.
VALUE: And can we talk about portions here? Because if you think you're going to come here and get some rinky-dink plate and feel like you paid too much, please check yourself. Oxtails and beans on a mound of rice and peas PLUS two sides PLUS complimentary hush puppies. If you leave hungry, it is your fault.
SERVICE: In case you didn't know and needed to ask somebody, Lisa Morris is a longstanding queen of food. She had a restaurant in NYC called Kwanzaa that people basically had joyous breakdowns over in the 90s. Besides the fact that she is a restaurant queen, she is a warm, welcoming presence that will ask you herself if you're enjoying your meal--not once, but at least three times. And the rest of the staff is just as sweet, and has just as much pride in this place and the food.
IN CONCLUSION: GO. EAT. THE FOOD. This place should be jumping every night. They should have a line out the door. GO MAKE THAT HAPPEN.
And Ms. Morris, if you're out there reading, THANK YOU, and if you have a Jamaican goat curry recipe and ever feel like putting that on the menu, I don't know what I might do.
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