I like mine fried
I like mine fried. Chicken-fried. Part dos. I was in Lucky’s for breakfast. Close to the folks, a formerly eccentric neighborhood, and the food’s good. All right, for the more right-wing, leftist, homophobic crowd, I’m sure Lucky’s is a little strange. Two guys meet for brunch and they embrace. No one bats an eye. Yeah, … I like mine fried