The Chick-fil-A controversy could fill up hours of debate – and my lovely readers, I don’t have hours. I needed to take action – immediate and swift. How can I, a simple fruit fly, continue to support gay marriage and oppose Chick-fil-A at the same time without engaging in angry vitriol with Facebook “friends” and neighborhood acquaintances? Eat some chicken damnit. Make sure its local. Make sure it’s delicious. Done, done, and done.
I took my chicken eatin’ self to a locally-owned establishment in lieu of supporting a national chain that supports hate.
I found myself at Kuba Kuba and I ordered – you guessed it – a chicken sandwich. It was delicious – every single, love-filled bite. I swallowed every refreshing sip of their freshly made lemonade.
Their grilled chicken sandwich atop a lightly toasted Cuban roll adorned with juicy grilled pineapple, a touch of yellow pepper salsa, lettuce and tomato, makes Chick-fil-A’s grilled sandwich look sad, weak and pitiful in comparison. Oh and the fried plantains it is served with – would win an Olympic Gold Medal while you know who’s fries would be lagging behind in lane 8. It’s $6.95.
Kuba Kuba is a delightful traditional Cuban restaurant located in the heart of the Fan – and guess what? They are a gay friendly establishment! Meaning – take a date! Hold his/her hand - discuss marriage, life, whatever. They serve delicious food without judgment. And that’s the best kind.
I will continue to support locally-owned businesses that serve delicious chicken items – served sans hate. I’m gonna eat more chicken!