Today I’m taking a break from my moving moaning to let you all know that this week, if you are near a Chick-Fil-A, you want to go order a spicy chicken sandwich. Order the deluxe with lettuce, tomato and pepper jack cheese, and then sit back and let the sandwich sing to your taste buds. I had the privilege of a preview the day before we packed our truck for our big move (oops, still managed to get a moving moment in) and I’ve been wanting one ever since.
It’s a slow heat, with the same hand breaded quality you come to expect from Chick-Fil-A. Frankly, I see no need to ever set food in a Wendy’s ever again.
Now, some of you may be wondering, “Wait, doesn’t her husband work at Chick-Fil-A? Is this really an unbiased review?” The answers would be, “Why, yes, so probably no.” However, I should point out two things: I’m not being paid by Chick-Fil-A to write this review, and you’ve never seen me post an effusive review of, say, the chicken salad sandwich. I genuinely enjoyed the Spicy chicken sandwich, and I think you will too.
I now return you to regular bloggy mediocrity.