6. The Pilgrimage

At the moment, I am sitting in one of my good friend's room and am using her laptop to write this. I am in Chickenland mecca right now. This large city in North Carolina is the hometown of Chickenland. This is where it started. When I found out that I'd be staying within driving distance of the original, I knew I had to go. Unfortunately, the original is nowhere to be found seeing as it was started in a rough part of town. Our glorious founder had the philosophy that as long as the location of a restaurant was good, the food would sell regardless of quality. However, if the quality of the food was good, then it would sell no matter the location and he set out to prove this by putting his first Chickenland in the worst location possible. And it's grown to be the smashing success of a restaurant I now call my work home. This post won't be too long. Just a little photo tour of this corporate Chickenland we visited.

"Welcome to Chickenland!!!" Mario taking orders. He didn't want his picture taken. Oh well...

Surprisingly, the menu boar is the same except for this 5 for $5 thing they have. 

So much chicken!!! And it was only 10:00!

I walked in beaming. Ordered my food beaming. Talked up the crew beaming. Ate my food beaming. Left beam- well you probably know. The entire visit was awesome. These fellow slaves of minimum wage members of the Chickenland family were the nicest people I have ever seen inside one of these prisons stores! I got a 2-pc Wht dinner with pintos and mac n cheese. SO GOOD. Heaps and bounds better than any food I've had at my own Chickenland. Even the biscuit was super delicious and I hardly ever eat the biscuit. And the tea... I was able to get a picture with some of these amazing people.

Caitlin, Torria, Alice, Lacey

Caitlin, Torria, Lacey (being a boss), Alice

Caitlin, Amanda, Torria, Alice, Lacey

More pics can be found elsewhere on the internets if you look for them. All in all it's been a fantastic trip and I won't forget the deliciousness of this food. This is a different kind of Chickenland. They may be in the same boat as this writer, but they don't show it at all. This is not fast food. This is family.