The chicken, most definitely. And not just any chicken, mind you. I'm talking about Zankou Chicken, the chain of popular rotisserie chicken restaurants here in Los Angeles.
Zankou Chicken in Burbank, Calif.
Zankou Chicken patriarch Vartkes Iskenderian opened the original store back in 1962, in Beirut, Lebanon. The chicken was, and is, only outdone in flavor by matriarch Marguerite's top-secret recipe garlic paste.
Son Mardiros carried on the tradition after the family immigrated to California, by opening the first of six restaurants in Hollywood in 1984. By all accounts, he built a well deserved fortune with the businesses and the Iskenderian family became pillars in the Los Angeles area Armenian community.
So what does this have to do with grave hunting?
Well, sadly, this American Dream success story took an unappetizing turn for the worst in January 2003, when shots rang out in the Glendale home where Marguerite was living with her daughter, Dzovig Marjik.
Mardiros drove the short distance to his sister's house, a family fight ensued and Mardiros pulled a gun on Marguerite and Dzovig, killing them instantly, before shooting and killing himself. The story was chronicled at length in the April 2008 edition of Los Angeles magazine.
After reading the article, which mentioned that the trio were buried at Forest Lawn Hollywood Hills, my friends Louis and Steve ventured out to hunt for their graves, none of which had yet been recorded on Findagrave.com.
Louis photographs Mardiros Iskenderian's family plot
It was a brutally hot day, so we only stayed long enough to locate Mardiros, who we found thanks to the Information Booth Lady who pointed toward the Court of Reflections several yards away, near the fountain at the front of the park. (I returned later, on a cooler day, to record Marguerite and Dzovig's locations which are next to Vartkes' back near the Old North Church.)
Separate funerals had been held. Separate grave sites. Truly symbolic of a family tragically blasted apart.
Afterwards, on that hot day, we headed to the Burbank Zankou Chicken for lunch and to break pita bread and reflect. The chicken was as delicious as ever, but it had a bittersweet aftertaste.
Louis and Steve honor the Iskenderian's over lunch at their Burbank store
As grave hunters, sometimes the only thing you can do besides recording the names, legends and photos of the resulting headstones for history's sake, is to ease back into the the world outside of cemetery gates where, for instance, we can join legions of loyal Zankou Chicken patrons in doing our part to keep what's left of the Iskenderian's business legacy alive.
For specifics on the locations of the Zankou Chicken family graves, and to pay virtual respects, visit Findagrave.com.