I have heard the tales of Chick-fil-A. I have seen the billboards and seen the commercials. I have thought about driving (happy I saved the gas) from Vegas to Utah to see what the hype was about. I figured after conducting a yelp reconnaissance since we were in the Phoenix area taking in the glory of Padre Spring Training, if we could visit a C-f-A we would.
Having consorted the yelp oracle and wanting to visit another restaurant in the immediate (relative) area. It was an easy choice to visit this location even thought our bellies were full. I needed this to bask in the light of the legend of the mystical chicken sandwich they provide.
Following the OnStar instructions we arrived. Negotiating the parking lot upon our arrival was easy enough as the lot was not filled to capacity as I had expected.
With entry made, we stood a the counter and reflected on the menu. I knew a sandwich was all I could stomach. The GF ordered some strips and the Boy ordered up a Spicy version of the legendary sandwich.
The lady behind the counter seemed indifferent as we ordered. Neither impressed this was our first time ordering or our 10th time. The GF asked for a sampling of sauces and I am happy that she did....more on that later.
We stood by and the meal was on a tray inshore order. We made our way to table and I observed a clean and tidy restaurant.
I unwrapped and bite into the illustrious chicken wedged between the bun and....was not immediately inspired by the taste. I tore open the bun to inspect it's geography and was not impressed even though I observed to pickle slices I had missed in the first bite. After adding a contains of a container of Chick-fil-A sauce did I begin to enjoy my sandwich.
The GF fingers were a great combination of crunchy and moistness.
The Boys sandwich was as uneventful as mine sans a little spice added to equation.
It was an A-OK experience and with that we we were on the road.