Motorcycle Photo: My Suzuki DRZ 400 Mascot, Mr. Bill
Oh Nooooooooo! I found Mr. Bill in a Cracker Barrel in Alabama.
It was actually my first time eating there so I ordered what so many have recommended – Chicken Fried Steak. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that the chicken fried steak at Denny’s is better.
But… the fact that you can buy a Gumby, a brick of peanut brittle or a sweatshirt with a pig in roller skates on it in the Barrel might give the place a leg up. Oh, but then again, Denny’s sells something called Moons over my Hammy. Even though I’ve never ordered it, I really like saying it. So naturally, I’m torn on where to spend my future chicken fried dollars.
And while we’re on the subject of chicken fried steak – Isn’t it totally a road trip food? The only time I eat it is when I’m away from home. I find that it’s best to not think too deeply about what it or that white gravy is. Though it can be difficult to contemplate such things over the din of your hardening arteries anyway.
Your thoughts?
Mr. Bill! What a classic to snag. Cracker Barrel has something for everyone.
I always loved Mr. Bill on SNL so I was excited to find him 🙂
Cracker Barrel’s food is not what it’s all cracked up to be… although the baked apples are pretty damned tasty. The shop is way more entertaining!
We don’t have a cracka-ass-cracka barrel within like 100 miles of here so I guess that means i’ll have to take a road trip to try the apples. Ow. Stop twisting my arm.
The store really had a bizarre collection of things in it. That being said I saw like 10 things I wanted besides Mr. Bill 🙂
when i first read the headline i thought, “OH NO!!!!”