Which came first – the chicken or the egg?
Better yet, which came first – the chicken or the dregs?
Forget the hot dog. America’s national food is now fried chicken. Everywhere you look there’s a chicken joint popping up. Sure, they may offer a burger or three. They may even offer a burrito or dos. (But even Taco Bell knows that the only thing that makes tacos better is a fried chicken shell.)
Swing by your neighborhood Chick-Fil-A, and know that while the service is excellent, a customer line should be expected.
Yes, the CFA may be the Cadillac of Chicken Choices, but the growing number of Zaxby’s and Guthrie’s and wing options like Heavenly Flavored Wings to the national chains screams a cluck-cluck narrative.