Yeah, that's chicken and waffle, with gravy and syrup. Mind you the decision was partially alcohol-fueled, but the straight honest-to-God's truth is I kind of love the chicken waffle. Ever since I saw the fake Roscoe's (which is actually a real chicken and waffle joint) commercial in the movie "Tapeheads" I wanted to try it. Once I tried it, I kind of liked it. Even though, at this point, the novelty has worn off, I still have an inkling to go to it when it's available. In some rare cases I will make it available by mix and match order on my own, but it's been a while since I went that way.
The thing is, I'm not really sure it was actually worse than getting a bar burger from a health standpoint. Everyone around me was burger or bbq sandwich and fries. I know, I know, it's such a cop out to point fingers around me and use it to justify what I do, but they had appetizers too, involving cheese! They did!
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