WARNING: DO NOT EAT HERE. THE FOOD IS OF TOO HIGH OF A CALIBER, AND ALL FUTURE CHICKEN SANDWICHES EATEN ELSEWHERE WILL FAIL TO MEET YOUR EXPECTATIONS.
The spicy crispy chicken sandwich I had was equal parts massive and delicious. I would have been full even...
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WARNING: DO NOT EAT HERE. THE FOOD IS OF TOO HIGH OF A CALIBER, AND ALL FUTURE CHICKEN SANDWICHES EATEN ELSEWHERE WILL FAIL TO MEET YOUR EXPECTATIONS.
The spicy crispy chicken sandwich I had was equal parts massive and delicious. I would have been full even without the mac and cheese, and I am a proud and self-professed HOG. To make it all the better, the prices here feel reasonable compared to every other restaurant I've been to in this godforsaken state. The Lord smiles down on The Birdhouse AND my gut.
Addendum: while awaiting my sandwich meal I gazed upon a wall of the hottest sauces. I recognized one as the very same sauce one Badlands Chugs had poured into a gallon of baked beans he proceeded to drink. "It's a hard world full of hard people," I said to myself, lost in ponderous thought. A sage appeared, hearing my words, and elaborated on his own experiences in this difficult world. "You have to let this guide you," as he pointed toward his heart. "This world will try to bring you down, but don't let it. You've got to focus on the positive and trust in God, he won't let the bad people get you. I'm not trying to preach, but this has kept me here for 61 years." Wiser words have seldom been spoken in a gas station lobby.