fried chicken…
Southern fried garbage. Just like the majority of their food. My father likes the Cracker Barrell, every oncel in awhile I have to take him for breakfast/dinner there, you should see the small farm animals in that place, and that's just the customers, you are what you eat as they say.
As opposed to fine italian dining, most of the people working/dining at those places look like they could be on the italian national swim team.
I'm being a bit melodramatic, but you get my point.