This may be old news to many, but as I just came out of mourning, its time for me to report the sad news. At the end of May the Fried Hicken store that was to be my muse for numerous posts, passed on.
I have had a long time chicken lust that I have attempted to share with you, my sporadic readers. If you'll recall, the legend of the fried hicken began prior to my trip to Lisa's. On that fateful day, I met the scared asian man with no hicken. The hicken store became a place of mystery and disappointment to me and my friends (thats right, plural).
Although my hicken oriented lifestyle began here in the Fort, my chicken lust began in law school, as you may remember from the sad tale of a chicken place that never was.
The loss of the institution that was Fried Hicken is tremendous. Although a new building will come along, all many of us will see, is the giant hole in our heart that has been left by the demolition of the Hicken Hut.
People across the Fort are celebrating the new development and growth, but I think we need to work harder to preserve our history. Our hicken history.
Saturday morning there will be a small memorial at the site of the Fried Hicken Haven that Had no Hicken. We will pour out a sip of gravy for our lost hicken friends. Please feel free to join us.