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Speak for your own poor dirt-farmer grandma. Mine owned shoes.
Kramer and I got hooked on Kenny Rogers fried chicken in NYC a decade ago. The man makes a strong bird.
Half that hunnert dollah chikin is covered in seafood seasoning. The other half in Korean hot sauce. Them damnyankees is truly crazy.
Hey now, what's wrong with coating it in matzo? Granted, I don't know why anyone would want to do that except for one week out of the year, and can't imagine it would taste very good without a ton of salt.
This is when I miss all of the great hot chicken places we used to have around town; now I think there are just two left. I think my favorite was Mr Boo's. That would certainly set some fancy-pants New York restaurant critics lips on fire!
I love how LA residents think "Rosco's Chicken and Waffles" is the epitome of Southern Fried Chicken. It's only average and can't touch Sweatt's, any meat-and-three in town, my Mom's, all of my aunts or Mine. Yet everytime I'm out there, all of my friends insist on taking me to Rosco's. I kinda feel sorry for them being so chicken deprived and not even knowing it.