We have no Chic-Fil-A restaraunts out here, but I was given a sandwich by my store (a reward for coming in on a bad weather day) that was exactly the same down to the pickle chips and lack of condiments. They’ve been pretty popular but I can’t understand why. I was having trouble just swallowing the thing and wishing the entire time for a packet of mayo. I can’t really understand how people could find them tasty without any sauce on top or veggies in it.
I’m glad they don’t put that shit called mayonnaise on it. Seriously, all the mayo lovers need to chill. You can always put it on, but once it’s on, you can’t take that disgusting crap off.
Chick-fil-A is currently being boycotted by many members of the gay community for their corporate support (with money and free catering) of groups that seek to “restore traditional marriage” (i.e. repeal gay marriage laws in place where it’s passed). This may be an effective boycott for a change as we’re a group that knows how to get the meat down without gagging.
I can’t in good conscience keep paying for Chik Fil A, because of what Sampiro said, but I love it. I like it with mayo (self-applied. I’m not handicapped.) and the breaded chicken breast soaked in hot sauce a la Nashville hot chicken.
Anyone who doesn’t think Chik Fil A is the food of the gods ought to…ought to…
…well, give it another try (provided they stop being homophobic morons).
I’ve eaten hundreds of Chick-fil-A sandwiches, all without pickels. The chicken is juicy enough on it’s own. I’ve never thought of it as a particularly dry sandwich.
Chick-fil-a was my default mall food on my rare excursions to the mall, until I read about their goddamn homophobic nonprofit. They make a pretty fine chicken sandwich. Of course, I always add mayo.
While I think the proper condiment can make most fast foods taste better, it blows my mind someone is so picky about food they say they can “barely choke it down” when a sandwich doesn’t have mayo or some other condiment.
For about 2 years I went to morning and night classes at a school that had a Chic-Fil-A in it. So I would eat breakfast there before my first morning class, then lunch after my last morning class, and then come back and eat dinner there before my night class. Every. Day. And I didn’t particularly like it to begin with; it was just ridiculously convenient and I had no concern for my health in those years. I can’t even look at a Chic-Fil-A now. Plus fuck them for supporting a hate group, if that is indeed the whole story.