A different kind of church's chicken

A damn fine restaurant if ever there was one. Nothing is worse than a Chick-Fil-A chicken sandwich craving on a Sunday, driving all the way over there and realizing that they're all at church and no one's working the fryer. These guys are the fourth gift of the Magi. Gifts of Gold, Frankincense, Mur, and the gift of Chick-Fil-A with waffle fries would have come from the wisest wise man. I have to wonder if the employees are required to go to church on their day off. S. Truett Cathy, the founder of the restaurant continues to anger the devil by closing on Sundays. Yet the original name for his restaurant was the very un-PC, "Dwarf House." The prices at Chick-Fil-A are a little extravagant. If money weren't an issue, every meal would consist of a chicken sandwich, a grilled chicken, and at least 40 chicken strips, if there's room... a bucket of waffle fries accompanied by the Chick-Fil-A barbecue sauce. Their BBQ sauce has just enough tang to be perfect on both the waffle fries and the chicken strips. If you can get to the Chick earlier in the morning... god bless you it will pay off. The Chicken biscuit is about a dollar and a quarter cheaper than the sandwich and uses the exact same piece of chicken, but serves it up on a honey butter biscuit. If there's only one food in heaven, this is it.