Damn Fine Chicken.

Damn Fine Chicken

The Log Inn is a real place. You can’t find the damn thing on google maps, you search for it and you find a damn corn field. You have to look up Scotty’s Lawn Care and then pan up the road a piece to find it. Bad directions are like a hallmark of any great downhome cookin’ joint.

And downhome it is, they do it “Family Style” which means you order your meat: Fried Chicken, Catfish, Roastbeef, or Ham. Then They bring out plate after plate of it and sides that are pre-chosen. Basically you eat until your jaw is tired then lean back and pat your belly and try not to nod off.  Good stuff.


About nickfolz

Thirty-something maker of drawings. I like jazz, cartoons, hats, glasses and backpacks. I am married to an awesome lady, have one awesome daughter and two just okay dogs. I don't know my blood type, sorry.
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4 Responses to Damn Fine Chicken.

  1. rachelfolz says:

    When you said that joke on Saturday, it was funny. To see it drawn out on the internet…priceless!

  2. kg says:

    damn fine chicken. presidential even.

  3. Mitzi says:

    didn’t george washington say “i cannot tell a lie?” still funny though 🙂

  4. nickfolz says:

    part of the joke…duh. 😀

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