Chick-Fil-A: When Art thou Opening?
So I just joined the world of living and got the iPhone 4. I had the original one but couldn't handle the dropped-call disaster that was AT&T, so I went back to a Blackberry. Fast forward four years and the iPhone is finally on Verizon and I finally have a phone that will allow me to blog from the road.. hence this post. So I'm writing from backstage of the Adam Carolla live show at the Jon Lovitz's comedy club and have had a beer or two, and basically would kill for a Chick-Fil-A sandwich. When we drove up here tonight, we stopped at a red light right by the under-construction Chick-Fil-A on Highland Blvd (see the photo above).
I feel like the plywood Chick-Fil-A is taunting me, as I've been obsessed with the place since I lived in Dallas and Scottsdale and would stop by the "Fil-A" for a chicken biscuit on my way to work. Granted, I haven't had a fast food breakfast since 2006 but I am counting the days until I can roll through the Chick-Fil-A in my WeHo neighborhood. There really is something magical about the "Fil-A" -- I've even got my fast food-averse husband Bryan obsessed with it -- and I've been managing my cravings between August and December at USC football games. We've bought chicken sandwiches and waffle fries by the quarterback load for our group of tailgating friends, and we all "ooh" and "aah" over how great it is. Or rather, how well it pairs with Sierra Nevada pale ale. But a certain level of chicken sandwich depression hits come January when you know USC'S NCAA probation means no more visits to the Coliseum. Which means no more Chick-Fil-A.
So in the meantime, I'll watch the Chick-Fil-A construction slowly progress at Highland Blvd. Could I head downtown to get my fix? Sure, but I'm lazy. Once this new Chick-Fil-A is close to opening, I may have to camp out to be one of the first patrons. But tonight, I'll just watch it with a pang in my heart as we drive by the construction site...