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| - Be warned. This is gateway Bojangles. It can lead to full-scale Bojangles addiction. I fly USAIRWAYS rather than Delta to get to this, the first Bojangles I can get to on the way home, anticipating, hoping, to deboard at or depart from gates B9 -12, so as to have enough time to experience Bojanglification (Music, there should be music: Harps. And angels. Angels making that holy "Ahhhh" sound).
Nobody's claiming it's health food, but it is the absolute best chain southern fried chicken, and holds its own among any I've tried, at any price, anywhere. The unhealthiest part, the battered, fatty skin, is of course, the absolute best. uniformly, consistently crispy, perfectly seasoned with just the right amount of their proprietary Cajun seasoning, with just a touch of heat (maybe a touch less than there used to be?), and the meat juicy, moist, and flavorful to the bone. The fresh biscuits, for which I think them equally well-known, while not particularly "flaky", are light and fluffy, and generally delicious on their own, the combination perfectly complimented by the (usually) perfectly brewed sweet tea, uncontaminated by unnecessary additions of such as raspberry or peach flavor, and usually just perfectly, and not overly sweet, to the Southern tongue at least (though would not be enough to my SC housemate).
I have tried most, if not all of the breakfast biscuits, and love them as well, but can understand some folk's shock at the saltiness of the ham biscuit, but note it is (correctly) billed as "country ham", as opposed to I guess "city ham", of the deli meats/sandwich slice variety, softer, and far less briny, but Bojangles' is true to the country ham tradition, so be warned, and keep the BP meds handy. The Bo-Berry biscuits are an icing covered sugary mess to eat, and absolutely delicious when warm, but one is sufficient, or a tad more than, and should not be consumed by the diabetic except in immediate anticipation of administration of last rites or at least loss of consciousness. I'm not sure the Bo-Berries are quite worth the sugar overdose, but the chicken is worth every juicy, delectably, deliciously, nose-opening, olfactory and salivary stimulating calorie and milligram of sodium - at least once in a while.
While it's not all been perfect every single time I've been through, it's been so remarkably, consistently excellent at this small, extremely high-traffic outpost on so many separate occasions, that I can't fault them for the one time or two time "off-tasting" teas or not quite up to their usual near-beatific peak on every occasion, and the prices aren't bad for an airport location. I'm pretty stingy with that 5th star and in the face of the mournful opprobrium of the Yelp masses generally don't even consider it for fast food and chain restaurants, but in this case, I think it's warranted, so you can take that drum stick and eat it (and thank me later).
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