I used to avoid Chick-Fil-A. I realize now that was mistake, but let me lay the groundwork to my insanity. Growing up there was only one CFA in West Virginia that I knew about. It was in the Huntington mall and they handed out free samples near one of the entrances. As a principal I don’t trust restaurants who hand out free samples. Probably because they’re leftovers or food that fell on the floor. Also I don’t trust stores that don’t have a brick and mortar establishment.
Back in 2008 is when I had my first exposure to CFA. I found out they were a Christian company and I reverse discriminate. My only concern is that I didn’t find this out sooner because now I can’t stop myself from having CFA on a regular basis. Since we’ve had kids it’s almost been a weekly trip to keep the addiction going. I wish they would branch out and open other restaurants. I’m sure I could get used to “Cow-Fil-A” or “Pig-Fil-A”, or mabye even “Trout-Fil-A”.
There is no question that Fish and Chips is one my favorite meals. Whenever traveling I always look for a good basket of authentic old country goodness.
I think it all stems back to my childhood when I was having my double hernia operation. The doctors wouldn’t release me from the hospital until I stopped throwing up. It was due to the hospital food being quite terrible and bland. One evening, it seemed as if a super hero entered my room with a long flowing cape. Under that cape was Fish and Chips from Long John Silvers. Nothing that I remember has ever tasted so delicious. Needless to say the next meal that the hospital placed before me stayed down with no problem. Turns out, my stomach was missing an essential layer of grease that would help the bland food stick to my innards. I was released thanks to the healing power of Long John Silvers!
So what, I’ve been to Perfectly Franks twice in a week. I knew the restaurant would be a problem because it’s delicious and so close to my house. Last time I took my son on a guys day out for grease and had the Frank Cuda. It was probably the best hot dog I’ve ever eaten. How can you go wrong with homemade chili, blue cheese cole slaw, bacon and crispy onions? Oh yeah, there’s a hot dog hidden in there too.
This time I took the whole family and tried the “Hot” frank. Tabasco grilled onions, jalapeno pimento cheese topped with jalapenos and sport peppers. They have a great menu with just about every hot dog combination you can think about. They even have one that’s made with french toast and eggs. Sounds like a good breakfast. Prices are very fair and portions are generous. If there was prison close by, I’m sure they would get a lot of take out orders for last meals. But then again, I doubt the last thing a death row inmate would want is a hot wiener before they die.
I like a restaurant that tells it like it is. If you don’t like something or want something changed on your order you will charged as much as they want, or you can leave. You will find a no nonsense menu that will satisfy your burger craving or send you to the grave with a heart stopper. They have a burger called the Triple Coronary Bypass which is described as cheese and meat tower of Babel.
“Made with two half-pound Vortex sirloin patties stacked inside three grilled cheese sandwiches, topped with two
fried eggs, eight slices of American cheese, ten slices of bacon and plenty of mayo on the side. With this
burger we choose your side for you, and it’s a big bowl of fries and tots covered in our cheesy-cheese goo.
This super-stack is a heart attack waiting to happen. Enjoy! (No lettuce, tomato or onion)”
I went for the hell burger which contains habanero relish and a roasted jalapeno. It’s one of the only places that caters to the nicotine addicts. Since they enacted a no smoking law in Atlanta, they decided to not allow anyone under 18 in the restaurant. Not that I would bring my family here anyway, I wouldn’t want to explain some of the pictures on the wall. Very friendly wait staff, huge bar and lots of food choices with grease.