In America, if you go to a McDonald’s, you will find McChicken on the dollar menu. Delicious! And a deal! But in the South, sometimes they serve something called the hot and spicy McChicken. I have some issues gastronomically, and try to avoid that one.
When we stopped in Arkansas to get a quick bite to eat, I ordered a McChicken and it wasn’t until I unwrapped it that I discovered it was hot and spicy, and, therefore, inedible for me. They never told me. They never said a word!
I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, after all, this is the state that gave us the Clintons.
And that is the tale of why Rob and I didn’t go to Arkansas.
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