I think it would be funny if Popeyes fried their chicken in Olive Oil.
There is something about Popeyes Chicken that is so incredibly addicting. I’m pretty sure it’s crack. Seriously, we have driven an hour just to get some. We needed it. The DTs were setting in.
A new Popeyes just opened in our town! Yes! We can get our fix within minutes now! We decided to go get some of the most delicious chicken ever to touch hot oil, so in to the car and away we went.
Our mouths were already salivating with the anticipation of this magical blend of goodness. When we arrived, there was a line of cars that appeared to be in the drive through lane. Probably 40 cars! I know!
As we started to go in the parking lot, we noticed that we ran over an orange cone. As we were about to get out of the car and calm the beast within, an employee came running up, screaming at us. “Didn’t you see the cone?” Cone? What cone? He told us the parking lot was closed and if we wanted to eat there, we would have to be car number 41 in the line.
We felt like Ralphy in “A Christmas Story” when he took Randy to see Santa Claus. They, too, were reprimanded for mistakenly going to the front of a very long line. We were so dejected, we went home and had left overs.
Look, there was a time in my life where I had no money and had to go without food for a week and there are people who face that same reality every day, so I’m very grateful for having any food in the house, left overs or otherwise. But when you’re jonesing for some Popeyes and you end up with leftover chicken, life just doesn’t seem the same.
I swear it’s crack.
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