But lately, many people here on the west coast have been mentioning to me how much they love that meal. I did a little research and discovered the combo started in the southeast, perhaps as far back as the 1800’s, usually as a “hearty Sunday morning breakfast” in African-American communities.
Okay, I love southern cooking. I love fried chicken. I love waffles. So what was I waiting for?
Last Friday, I grabbed a couple family members and off we went the chicken-and-waffle place. I ordered the classic plate.
When it arrived, I admit it looked strange to my eye. First I tried the fried chicken, which I have to say, was extremely well seasoned and tasty. Then I tried the waffle with butter and syrup, which was less sweet than I was accustomed to, yet surprisingly and pleasantly cinammony. Then I took bites together.
Eureka! It was wonderful! A new fan is born!
So while I am not going to become a regular there--let’s be honest, you pay for your pleasure with the calorie and fat count--I will now applaud its togetherness, and definitely go back for more!
How about you? Tried chicken and waffles? Or do you want to?