I ride my bike to work. Today I was running a little bit later than I usually do. I had the slightest of hangovers, so getting out the door was a bit more delayed than is typical.
I was riding my bike down Scottsdale Rd. I've peaked in the window of Lo-Lo's before and I saw that it was under construction. Today, I saw people standing around inside. It was open.
I decided, Fuck it. I'm never late to work, so today I can be a few minutes behind schedule. I still made it to work on time, but I set down a Styrofoam box next to my computer with chicken and waffles.
The waffles have a taste of cinnamon to them and they're super buttery and delicious. The chicken is not the best chicken I've ever had, but the best chicken I've ever had was so good that if I told you how good it was, you would simply assume that I was exaggerating.
The chicken is damn good though. The recipe that they use is very much complimented by using a splash of Louisiana hot sauce. It was phenomenally bomb.
I stared out the window, watching the clouds loom in the distance and raindrops spit down the glass... all the while chewing on a chicken bone and feeling my hangover dissolve into genuine comfort.