Fried Chicken on a Stick

Meanwhile in Arkansas, time is running ten years behind. Self-checkouts haven't taken off yet, which makes it an inticing place to move to. But what can you do? Grow middle-aged chasing the past? I'll try not to.

The sign at the gas station advertised Pizza Inn Express, in addition to Homestyle Fried Chicken. The pizzas were all out for the evening, for some reason. But instead of pizza, my eyes beheld the most excessive spread of deep-fried, hot-boxed glory. This gas station had (all deep fried) egg rolls, chimichangas, burritos, crispitos, biscuits, chicken fries, white meat, dark meat, chicken tenders, bosco sticks, joe joe potatoes, cat fish, taquitos, hush puppies, okra, onion rings, corn dogs, foot long corn dogs, gizzards, pizza puffs, and... fried chicken on a stick. It was so big, I thought it was an entire chicken's worth of meat. I was wrong. There were also fried onions, pickles, and potatoes.

There's a difference between french fry batter and chicken batter. If you know the difference, then you know chicken batter isn't that great with potatoes, which always turn out too soft and too tough at the same time, instead of gloriously cripsy on the outside and fluffy on the inside, like a fry should be. The chicken part of the fried chick on a stick was aweseome. However, next time I'll try the tenders.