I really love Popeyes

Yes, I know you love Popeye’s too, but for me it goes beyond that. It’s much deeper and pure.

I love Popeye’s as nobody has ever loved Popeye’s before.

I love Popeye’s as nobody currently loves Popeye’s.

I love Popeye’s as nobody will ever love Popeye’s again.
The breasts are succulent juicy and tender, yet crunchy and spicy on the outside. They are made fresh, never frozen, soaked in batter and hand rolled through the secrety floury, crusty goodness before they are deep-fried to perfection.

Usually I have a breast, two wings, and a drumstick, all spicy style, of course. As I partake in this meal that can only be described as a profound act of love, the accoutrements are nearby. I have a small red beans and rice, a small mashed potatoes with gravy, a piece of corn on the cob, 4 biscuits, and a small batter dipped fries, with a large diet coke on the side.

I take a bite of chicken (listen now to the crunch, see the juices run down my chin. The soft heat of the chicken is ecstasy itself.

While chewing I dip the light flaky, buttery saltiness of a biscuit into the mashed potatos, and add a bite to the melange of spicy goodness in my mouth. Then a spoonful of red beans and rice, a handful of fries and a chug of diet coke.

Repeat as necessary.

The wings go quickly which leaves extra biscuit for the potatos and gravy.

When all is done, I use the corn to clean the palate, finish off the coke, and fall back sated.

Yet, I am sad. It is all I can do not too weep. I am full and I can eat no more. It will at least be another day before I can partake of you again, Oh Popeye’s.

If I were a better man, I would be able to consume the eight piece me with large sides, but alas and alack I am only what I am.

Perhaps, this one time, I shall go back again for dinner.

Oh Popeye’s! Oh Popeye’s I yearn for you!

Goody, more KFC for me.

I have the drive-thru at Popeye’s down to a science:

“Welcome to Popeye’s. May I take your order,” comes a voice, like a clarion call from the little speaker in the middle of the menu board, which I never read.

“Two piece meal, spicy, dark meat, red beans & Rice and a Dr. Pepper,” I recite each week.

“Is that all?” the voice asks.

“Yes.”

“That will be $4.21, please pull forward”.

I bow to your quantity, but I contend that my Love is just as high of quality.

Four peices, four biscuits and two sides, wow! With that much fried goodness and butter-laden bounty, why bother with Diet Coke?

Excuse me, four sides!

You and Destiny’s Child’s Beyonce, Scylla.

I’m a Church’s girl, myownself.

Can’t wait to partake when I go to Austin at Thanksgiving!

Oh, I don’t think so. I know you love Popeye’s, but not like I do. Does your heart yearn for it? Do you find yourself thinking about it in idle moments?

Do you cry when you take home biscuits only to find that they don’t last until the next day?

And, if you really loved it, how come you don’t get any extra biscuits?


Don’t ber upset. I know that your love is true. I can tell because you get the red beans and rice, but you’re just not up there with me. How can you possibly appreciate both the chicken and the red beans and rice with only one biscuit between the two?

I used to like Popeye’s when I lived in DC.

You reminded me they just opened one here at the new bus station. But of course, here they pronounce it Poh-PAY-yays. I’ll have to check it out.

KFC has been here for 20 years. The slogan in Spanish always makes me laugh: Como chuparse sus dedos! “So that you suck your fingers!”

I don’t care much for the local chains, Pollo Campero, Rico Pollo, and Pio Pio

Scylla, you crack me up, man. And yes, I love Popeye’s as well, but would never claim to love it as much as you - I think if I ate that much, I’d explode. At least, I hope so - otherwise I’m in trouble. :wink:

Scylla, you crack me up as well. I remember way back when, when you cracked me up in a thread talking about the only proper way to cook a steak. I’ve been gone for a while, so this is the first time I’ve seen a post from you in a long while. I couldn’t agree with you more then, and I can’t agree with you more now. I too am enamored by the greasy goodness that is Popeye’s. Among my friends in the know, we call it “Paaa Paaa’s” while exhaling as much as possible on each syllable. While I am not as proficient an eater as you obviously are, I someday aspire to eat my body weight in Popeye’s in one sitting.

I live about a 1/4 mile away from my friend’s house, that friend is Popeye. I could easily walk there, though I never have since the quickest way there is invariably the best. It’s open until midnight every day of the week. Unfortunately, I have had to follow a rule (roughly) to restrain myself to once a week max. Of course, concessions are made when a friend comes over and wishes to partake in a lard-laced feast. Similar exceptions are made for emergency late night runs, since it is the closest eating establishment afterall.

A few points:

Red beans & rice IS MANDATORY!!! Tragically, one time at the drive-through on a dark, lonely, late night, they had carelessly run out of red beans & rice. I just whimpered “ok, forget it then” and drove away destined to the overpriced crap that is Miami Subs. A few other times, also on late nights, (where something just didn’t feel right) I brought home the fixin’s and discovered to my horror, that the RB&R was 90% rice with a meager dollop of beans invisible under the mountain of rice. I was crushed. What would I dip my biscuit in? Would my mouth be permanently glued shut from one big bite of improperly lubricated biscuit?!? Despair set in as I realized that after removing all the excess rice to achieve equilibrium with the beans, I would have to conserve the few precious tablespoons carefully. I some how managed and recovered from it, once again able to continue my passionate romance with this cuisine.

Spicy Chicken IS MANDATORY!!! This point can’t be stressed enough. The few times I’ve tried the non-spicy chicken, I was physically sickened. I’m serious, there oughta be a law against non-spicy chicken at Popeye’s. Stay far, far away from it, EVEN if it’s the only chicken left. It will just not do, not by a long shot.

Biscuit(s) (at least one), again MANDATORY!!! No explanation necessary.

Along with the negative aspects of going to Popeye’s nearing the midnight hour, there are also many delightful benefits.
Scylla, if you’re ever in the Ft. Lauderdale area late at night just before midnight, let me know. To you, and only you, I’ll divulge the location of the Secret Popeye’s Of The Many Free Leftovers Just Before Midnight, use the password SPOTMFLJBM so nobody will catch on and follow you to the rendezvous point.

Oh man, all this Popeye’s talk is giving me the urge…I’m going to have to go read some gross thread in MPSIMS to get my mind off it…

Scylla, you crack me up as well. I remember way back when, when you cracked me up in a thread talking about the only proper way to cook a steak. I’ve been gone for a while, so this is the first time I’ve seen a post from you in a long while. I couldn’t agree with you more then, and I can’t agree with you more now. I too am enamored by the greasy goodness that is Popeye’s. Among my friends in the know, we call it “Paaa Paaa’s” while exhaling as strenuously as possible on each syllable. While I am not as proficient an eater as you obviously are, I someday aspire to eat my body weight in Popeye’s in one sitting.

I live about a 1/4 mile away from my friend’s house, that friend is Popeye. I could easily walk there, though I never have since the quickest way there is invariably the best. It’s open until midnight every day of the week. Unfortunately, I have had to follow a rule (roughly) to restrain myself to once a week max. Of course, concessions are made when a friend comes over and wishes to partake in a lard-laced feast. Similar exceptions are made for emergency late night runs, since it is the closest eating establishment afterall.

A few points:

Red beans & rice IS MANDATORY!!! Tragically, one time at the drive-through on a dark, lonely, late night, they had carelessly run out of red beans & rice. I just whimpered “ok, forget it then” and drove away destined to the overpriced crap that is Miami Subs. A few other times, also on late nights, (where something just didn’t feel right) I brought home the fixin’s and discovered to my horror, that the RB&R was 90% rice with a meager dollop of beans invisible under the mountain of rice. I was crushed. What would I dip my biscuit in? Would my mouth be permanently glued shut from one big bite of improperly lubricated biscuit?!? Despair set in as I realized that after removing all the excess rice to achieve equilibrium with the beans, I would have to conserve the few precious tablespoons carefully. I some how managed and recovered from it, once again able to continue my passionate romance with this cuisine.

Spicy Chicken IS MANDATORY!!! This point can’t be stressed enough. The few times I’ve tried the non-spicy chicken, I was physically sickened. I’m serious, there oughta be a law against non-spicy chicken at Popeye’s. Stay far, far away from it, EVEN if it’s the only chicken left. It will just not do, not by a long shot.

Biscuit(s) (at least one), again MANDATORY!!! No explanation necessary.

Along with the negative aspects of going to Popeye’s nearing the midnight hour, there are also many delightful benefits.
Scylla, if you’re ever in the Ft. Lauderdale area late at night just before midnight, let me know. To you, and only you, I’ll divulge the location of the Secret Popeye’s Of The Many Free Leftovers Just Before Midnight, use the password SPOTMFLJBM so nobody will catch on and follow you to the rendezvous point.

Oh man, all this Popeye’s talk is giving me the urge…I’m going to have to go read some gross thread in MPSIMS to get my mind off it…

Sorry for the double post. Board is lagging badly on my DSL connection.

One last thing: Does anyone else use all the leftover crispy, spicy, batter bits to add crunchy goodness to their RB&R??? If not, try it!!! You’ll like it!

I miss driving through Georgia and stopping at a Bojangles (are they still around? they’re not in central Florida) somewhere around Albany. Yummy yum yum.

I found Popeyes to be too greasy for me (at least the one around the corner from my house is).

What leftover crispy, spicy, batter bits? You mean you don’t lick the box clean in a desperate attempt to extract the full flavor?

[sub]It gets me strange looks in the breakroom, let me tell you.[/sub]

I miss KFC.
I miss Popeyes.
It’s too bad i’d have to drive out of the country to find some.
DAMN YOU TO HELL POLLO CAMPERO!!

…I live in Guatemala, where the local chicken chain, Pollo Campero, has a vicious stranglehold on the chicken industry. This happened before i came here, but they tell me that when a KFC opened here it was bombed within a month. When the cops in a country do a better job of “confiscating” money off people with expensive cars than arresting criminals, I don’t think minor offenses like bombing restaurants matter too much.

I hate you Campero. Oh so very much. But your chicken’s not too bad.

There’s only a handful of Bojangles around here in the Ft. Laud/Miami area. I haven’t been to one in years, and I doubt that they can ever dream of topping Popeye’s greatness.

“Too greasy” is not a term known to Popeye’s or it’s frequent patrons. What does that mean??? To us, greasy=good. How is it possible that something can be “Too good”???

There’s only a handful of Bojangles around here in the Ft. Laud/Miami area. I haven’t been to one in years, and I doubt that they can ever dream of topping Popeye’s greatness.

“Too greasy” is not a term known to Popeye’s or it’s frequent patrons. What does that mean??? To us, greasy=good. How is it possible that something can be “Too good”???

I thought this was going to be about eggs fried inside the little a hole cut out of a piece of toast, AKA “popeyes.” I will be having them for breakfast, now.

I’ve never tried Popeye’s or Churches, though they exist here. Maybe next time I get the KFC urge…

I never heard of eggs like this. Interesting.
Popeye’s tastes different in different parts of the country.
El Pollo Loco in southern Cal, and also Koo Koo Roo are good. The latter has nice garlic chunks.

Actually I dont go to popeyes for their chicken I go for their crawfish and gumbo ect

I wish theyd deliver like kfc does as id be ordering from them more

And their popcorn crawfish beats kfcs popcorn chicken any day of the week

To be honest tho I’m suprised the one here is still open