Chicken Hut

Have a running joke with my buddy Pookie about a fake restaurant named "Sofas". What is Sofas you ask? Well, it's a family-run chain of Maple-Bourbon flavored hot heart attack food, and every table is accompanied by, you guessed it, a Jennifer's Convertible sofa with multiple cup holders. C'mon down to Sofas, where eating out feels like a food coma at home. So why am I sharing this random inside joke... Because after a Chicken Hut meal, I could definitely plop down on a sofa and not move or speak for at least an hour. That said, it's a local institution for a reason.