Review
Mama Mott's
151 S New York Ave
Atlantic City, NJ 08401
(609) 345-8218
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Yo Cuz, it is every so often I get out of da city, you know besides bowlin night over Jersey. Once in a while, my old man gets a free room from whatever casino over there wants his dough that month, and he trows me a bone. This means I got to feed da boys on da cawna some bullshit story of how I gots to take my mutha to the hospital so I can get some peace and quiet and hopefully entice one of my many lady friends to accompany me on this Atlantic City endeavor. So I called dis broad Jeanine up and she told me her and some friends of hers we going out to the Borgata for some drinks and dancin. Needless to say I was gonna meet up wit deez broads but first I had to get my eat on at my favorite AC spot, Mama Motts. Mama Motts reminds me of my grandmother’s house, besides being locked in the closet and beatin wit a wooden spoon. They got the greats like Sinatra playin in the background and some old school real Italian decorations, complete wit a whole boatload of pictures depicting celebrities and personalities, such as myself. This place was the spot to eat at a few years back but the casinos really have crushed some of the old restaurant players in Atlantic City. I am true to the old school, so I boycott those restaurants in da casino, kinda like bettin on da Eagles. Anyways, I got my barrel ass into one of these four tops and I prepare for some feastin, the Mama Motts menu never disappoints me, dey got some specialty dishes that take two or tree people to take down, kind like me at last call at da strip joint. One time I tried to tackle the “Trip around Italy” well letmetellya I almost took a trip down to AC medical center to get my stomach pumped from all the food I inhaled. But in this case, I had already had three meals that day, so I decided to back off of the hard stuff. At Mama Motts, I always get my clams casino and deez are da best, the whole clam and nuttin but da clam as I like to call it, none of that minced crap. Notfornutin, I know my mutha can make up a mean Italian dressing but it don’t hold a torch to dis stuff they got as their house dressing. There has been more then one occasion where I have filled up on just dressing and a loaf or two of bread. For an entrée you can’t go wrong wit just about anything on the menu, I mean dis shit is great. Usually I like to go wit somethin from the fra diablo variety, this makes for a very interesting night when you pound like six or seven Dewers on da rocks, but that’s another mess. Another recommendation is da chicken cacciatore, man dis shit I could eat just about everyday, cause you ain’t got any of that chicken on da bone crap you get everywhere else, dats da shit I like. Striaght up, dis place has got some great food, I mean all bullshit aside you ain’t gonna get a meal in the casino that is this good.
Da prices are reasonable, on an average you are gonna drop between $14 - $18 for an entrée which is reasonable by Atlantic city standards, dey got a full bar and wine list so if you want to play a game wit da booz be my guest.
Parking here ain’t too bad, dey used have a lot back when I had a full head of hair but parking here aint too bad anymore since the businesses here have a taken a big step backwards.





