

I wondered whether more barbecue joints in the western suburbs follow this path, and I also noticed that Paulding County is shockingly underrepresented among the area’s bloggers. (It's take-out only, y'all.A few weeks ago, I started wondering again about Hudson’s Hickory House in Douglasville, and their buckets of thin, red, barbecue “juice” sauce that have found considerable popularity at about a half-dozen restaurants in the region. Only negative was that my feline-acne-ridden cat was there.

They had a super comfy couch, they DVR'd Perfect Strangers for me and my mail was right there on the table. While I ate, in addition to appreciating the dreamy chicken, I also appreciated the homey décor of this eatery. They could offer dog poop and vacuums as side items and nobody would notice-this chicken's legendary. You're so distracted by juicy, somehow not greasy, fried chicken that your brain isn't even hooked up when you start shoving fries in yourself. But, the great thing about Henderson's is that it doesn't matter that all they serve is chicken because the chicken is so delicious you don't need anything else. You want your chicken "spicy recipe" instead of just original? Add pickles and peppers. You want a side? Hope you like fries, because their side items consist of fries and fries. They spent all this time telling you every different possible combination of chicken that you could order when instead they could've just written "Chicken!" on the board and that really would've taken care of it.Īnd with a menu that long, it seems like they'd offer a lot of different menu options, but nope-it's just the chicken, y'all.

It was like they wrote their menu the day before their math teacher taught the class about factorials. They explain how a two-piece meal can be a breast and thigh or a wing and a thigh or a wing and a breast or a breast and a breast. They offer these fried chicken parts to you in a variety of combinations, all of which are listed on their menu.

Henderson Chicken's (yes, it's a direct descendant of the legendary Henderson) menu is simple: They have chicken parts. Wake me from this dream, and I will finger you in the eyeball Three Stooges-style just before I ram you Randy "The Ram"-style) So, I actually stopped by for dinner, but you can go at lunchtime if you want and get the same meal, only with sunlight instead of sundark. (It's like chicken and waffles plus sprinkles. And since chicken and doughnuts is my dream meal, I'd been waiting for it to open up for a while. Recently, a chicken place opened on Abrams Road right next to my favorite doughnut shop. Glass wall between the chicken and me count: 1 Pieces of chicken I ordered but did not eat count: 0
