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  1. Wow I remember even Sgt Mc Nally speaking highly of Uncle Andy. I was put down for being related to Andy because of his mobs ties. 1968 is the year things started falling apart for the Cockatoo and the Lococos.

    1. Hi Felice, welcome to the site! Very true, 1968 (and on) brewed lots of trouble for Andy. We may document some of those events later on the site. Thanks for your comments!

      1. My mother was raised in Hawthorne. graduated from Luzinger HS 1955. My grandfather, grandmother lived off 137th &Hawthorne Blvd. working at the Hawthorne Convelsant Center, running their nursing home locations. which were close to the Cockatoo Inn Restaurant. it was the BEST PLACE in town for Italian cuisine. I remember one of the son’s of the family as he was closer to my age. I think his name was Andy Jr or Nick?? however, this place was absolutely the spot to go in the 1970s. you walked in the front door and smelled candles very good smell. Dark inside the dining room, but it didn’t matter. went to LHS and knew many people in Hawthorne. Our go to place was there and you never knew who you might run into. I lived this place and Hollywood Park was the best too. didn’t care for Harness Racing. loved Thoroughbreds the best. Would follow my friends boyfriend from Hollywood Park over to Restaurant many times. thank God it was dark inside because he didn’t know we were spying on him. LOL He would leave the track and go to the INN for a drink or two at tge bar. it was absolutely hysterical. she thought he was cheating so she insisted that we go to the track (ran through Parking Lot- Find his ca, park near him and go into track, get the racing corm, and bet on a few horse’s. He spent many nights after the races drinks at the bar. Since we were spying on him we had to be low profile. I laugh so hard thinking About how young I was and doing this kind of stuff. I just lived to eat tge great spaghetti and bread there. I wasn’t old enough to drink yet. However, when I turned 21, sat at the bar ordered drink, had dinner when ever I could. moved to Inglewood once I met my son’s father which brought me even closer to the restaurant. Lacoco Family were still running the place then. We knew about the family and didn’t care. it was the hottest place in town. Unless you went to Hollywood. which didn’t like Italian restaurants. The Rainbow’s (Sunset Blvd) food wasn’t like the Cockatoo Inn’s food. There was no place like it. And to this day, nope!!! No place. I was so sad when it was demolitioned. So many great memories of a place with so much history and the design,(Roy’s) was one of it’s kind in the state of California. Property was absolutely one of a kind. The Mid-century design was a bit like you might see in Europe. Loved walking in the door sun shining And it was dark. The door was very unique too. I could go on and on about the place. I must of driven by it too at least over 1000 times or more. Because, Hawthorne Blvd was a great way to go to Hollywood! And of corse Tommy’s was on Imperial Hwy too.
        I spent lots of nights going to the Strip driving by the place. Always looking at the door. Seeing fancy cars & limos pulling up. If I remember correctly, limited parking in front of the place? or you couldn’t park in front? can’t remember. We always paid the car so we parked in the back. I just remembered ALL the people who went there and knew the Lacoco family.
        Reading all the stories were so fun. Hollywood Park connected to so many of my memories there. I hope this comes through as I wanted to post a picture of the Inn and see what stories my Los Angeles friends have to say About this place. surely there are many more stories to be told. I really felt nostalgic reading this website today and needed to share my memories of such a great HISTORICAL LANDMARK IN LA.

        GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN!

        I couldn’t edit my message for some reason my phone wasn’t letting me scroll back up to proof read my message.

        Thank you for all the memories and such a great place to have dinner, drinks, chase people (LOL- because sometimes following Jim my friends boyfriend turned into a chase) we just should of known he was on his way to the restaurant for a drink and went there first. But no so crazy Sally. She had to always follow him. She never knew he would end up there most of the time. A few times he would go home, liquor store, friends house.
        How crazy she(we)were chasing him trying to stay far enough so he didn’t see us foolishly following him.

        Susan Raigosa
        suzbran1@gmail.com

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