ESQUIRE REVIEW You can get a chicken sandwich anywhere, which may explain your low expectations. Boneless breast. Bun. Blah. But down south, there lives an eye-opener.
A come-to-Jesus sandwich. The Chick-fil-A. Seasoned, breaded breast served on a toasted buttered bun with dill- pickle slices. No mayo. No sauce at all. Deceptively simple, yet transcendent. The hook is the breading: spicy, with an intoxicating crunch.
The meat is always juicy, never chewy. The bun is like lingerie -- there, but not, providing delicious support without obscuring the main flavor. The first bite changes everything you think you know about chicken. And about the need for condiments. -- Allison Glock
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I once tried explaining a Chick-Fil-A sandwich to relatives whose area was deprived. It’s fried chicken breast on a bun with no sauce and a pickle.
And yet, it’s like crack (or what I’ve heard about crack).
They didn’t understand until Chick-Fil-A opened in their area.
Oh, and the English-speaking employees are nice too!