Popeyes
The second fast food experiment: Popeyes
Here you get the standard Southern Fried Chicken fayre, but Popeyes (no apostrophe) gives it a Cajun twist. Options include:
Blackened catfish (catfish seems to be a southern staple)
Southern fried southern fries (not even the Glaswegian chippies have tried battering chips, have they?)
Biscuit (imagine a scone without raisins fried)
I had the special: 6 Southern Fried king shrimp, biscuit, fries and drink. The lady behind the counter forgot my order and added a cinnamon apple pie. The biscuit, as you might expect, was nearly inedible, and the apple pie was coated in so much brown sugar that it sucked all moisture from mouth and lips before a bite could be taken.
In conclusion, Popeyes is marginally better than what was tried at McDonald's, but better in the way a black eye is better than a broken nose.
However, Popeyes scores extra points for the grandstand view of the melodrama played out in the parking lot: drug dealers attempting-to-be-subtle-but-appearing-more-than-conspicuous; the convoy taking this man to City Hall East; and the pimp beating his crack whore in the parking lot.
Crack whores... toothless, bruise and scab covered, missing hair and breasts... what kind of punter is daft enough to endanger their health with these skin-wrapped disease blobs? No doubt the same punter that eats McGriddles regularly. Have they no regard for their lives?
Here you get the standard Southern Fried Chicken fayre, but Popeyes (no apostrophe) gives it a Cajun twist. Options include:
Blackened catfish (catfish seems to be a southern staple)
Southern fried southern fries (not even the Glaswegian chippies have tried battering chips, have they?)
Biscuit (imagine a scone without raisins fried)
I had the special: 6 Southern Fried king shrimp, biscuit, fries and drink. The lady behind the counter forgot my order and added a cinnamon apple pie. The biscuit, as you might expect, was nearly inedible, and the apple pie was coated in so much brown sugar that it sucked all moisture from mouth and lips before a bite could be taken.
In conclusion, Popeyes is marginally better than what was tried at McDonald's, but better in the way a black eye is better than a broken nose.
However, Popeyes scores extra points for the grandstand view of the melodrama played out in the parking lot: drug dealers attempting-to-be-subtle-but-appearing-more-than-conspicuous; the convoy taking this man to City Hall East; and the pimp beating his crack whore in the parking lot.
Crack whores... toothless, bruise and scab covered, missing hair and breasts... what kind of punter is daft enough to endanger their health with these skin-wrapped disease blobs? No doubt the same punter that eats McGriddles regularly. Have they no regard for their lives?
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