Holly's Restaurant and Motel. Surely, this is the type of establishment that would cater to my need for a deep friend hangover remedy. After giving Sir Forksalot a nudge, we busted a U-turn on R. 50 and headed in.
The restaurant and motel practically scream "kitsch" something that warms my soul. Where there is a lack of taste in decor, it is usually made up for my taste in food. We slid into a booth and took a look at the menu. Prices seemed reasonable, maybe even cheap. This added to my glee, after all, what Jewish girl doesn't love a bargain? I settled on the Chicken Special: Three pieces of friend chicken, with two sides (I chose macaroni&cheese and fried green tomatoes) and cornbread for a measly $8.50. I also ordered iced tea, which was real honest to goodness tea and not that powdered shit some places try to pass off as drinkable. We passed the time waiting for our meals by playing with the paper place mats, that sported a State Capital naming game. We quickly learned that alcohol is a bad thing that makes you believe that Blackfoot is the capital of Montana.
The chicken was moist, hot, and crunchy. It had just enough seasoning to have some bite. The fried green tomatoes had a fresh tangy zip to them. And the macaroni and cheese? It came out with little angels fluttering around it, lit from within with the grace of god. The cornbread was sweet, but a bit dry. I also got an apple dumpling to go that lasted for the next two days due to it's enormous size. If you're in the area and on the go, bypass the fast food chains and pick up a Family Pack of Chicken to go. It's 8 pieces of chicken, four sides, rolls and butter for $13. That's less than KFC and without the gastrointestinal distress.
Fox tested, Sir Forksalot approved.
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