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The Blog has never eaten at a Chick-Fil-A.

Chick-Fil-A got some unwanted attention about a year ago when the corporation played "The Victim Card" because some Godless, humanist, leftist, homo sympathizers had the gall to exercise their First Amendment right to point out to their friends and neighbors the fact that the Georgia based fast food establishment, sometimes known to it's secular fans as "Jesus Chicken," has been supporting politicians and state propositions that some of us might find objectionable. Of course, none of that should come as any surprise to anyone who has ever noticed the sign posted in front of every outlet, sanctimoniously informing passers by that "Chick-Fil-A is CLOSED on Sundays" along side a photo of their 182 year old founder and chairman S. Truett Cathy, smiling a smile that says, "I'm not really sure of where I am but I'm about to soil my adult diaper."

Right next to the always entertaining sign featuring a LOLCow. ("Eat Mor Chikin!")

The Blog could say that it is because he objects to the company's contributions to far right-wing political candidates. Or, that they were second only to the Mormon Church in financial support of California's odious and unconstitutional "Proposition 8."

But, the truth is that, in spite of Chick-Fil-A's ubiquitous presence in shopping mall food courts across the country, The Blog has always walked past this establishment with a laser like focus on the nearby McDonald's, Steak Escape or even Hot Dog On a Stick. Deep fried chicken breast on a bun just doesn't strike The Blog as a tasty meal. And frankly, those little toothpick impaled samples that they are always, desperately, pushing just look a little gross. (And that's coming from someone who just admitted to eating the occasional Hot Dog On a Stick!)

And so, I repeat, The Blog has never eaten at a Chick-Fil-A.

Until this evening.

Here in So-Cal, Chick-Fil-A has begun a massive expansion, building free standing restaurants every six blocks or so. The excitement among Chick-Fil-A fans is palpable. The drive thru's of the stores that have opened have cars lined up around the building all day, every day (well, except, you know, on Sundays.) So, Mrs. Blog and I decided to try it and see what all the fuss was about.

While The Blog found that the Spicy Chicken Deluxe sandwich was tastier than expected, and The Blog does love him some waffle fries, overall The Blog was underwhelmed by what was a pretty mediocre meal. The Blog predicts that once the novelty wears off, Chick-Fil-A will be the Krispy Kreme of the second decade of the 21st Century.

But, none of that is the point of this post. The point of this post is this......

Of course, The Blog took the discount. Because, The Blog is not an idiot!