Maybe this is old hat to all you east side playerz, but I’ve only visited Home Grown three times now, and this past weekend was the first time I’ve heard of, seen, or tasted the comfy chicken biscuit.
Let me set the scene –
In bed, slightly hung over, aching for that perfect breakfast item to fix what ails. Browsing the internet for ideas (yes, I do use Yelp for ideas sometimes) and I come across a picture of the comfy chicken. It was instantaneous. THIS IS HAPPENING. Hopped on the empty interstate. Arrived to already packed restaurant at 8:45AM (opens at 8). Open seat at end of the bar. Yes, coffee. Water too please. No, I don’t need a menu and yes I know what I want.
Pure happiness.
It was everything I wanted it to be and I was sad today while I ate my yogurt and honey. Emptiness, I think you could call it.
Comfy chicken biscuit – I miss you.
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