It is an oh-so-delicate Southern sandwich composed of fried chick'n and veggie bacon
smothered in Daiya cheddar cheese and a white gravy. This filling is decked between biscuit halves to form a little mound of mimicking-heart-attack-food.
Well hot dang! For once, I ain't gon' eat with mah hands, but grant myself permission to eat a sandwich with fork & knife. Fancy brunches and shit!
Note that the portion is the correct size for someone who loves to eat carbs and "meat" smothered in gravy and who needs to be restrained. However, I do not like the metal plate thing. This food isn't an individual pan pizza; it's not going to cover the whole plate and hold in its warmth. My food got cold while I chatted with my friend, and cold glue gravy is certainly not appreciated.
Meanwhile, certain bites of whatever creamy stuff (melted daiya?) they used to situate the vegan bacon onto the biscuit made it taste like I was eatin' a country ham biscuit. I welcome this, would eat it again, and demand y'all bring on the salt!!
I also love the decor. If I had money for more than just the occasional dining out, I'd buy all those vulture paintings. Every single one. They'd be hung on the wall in my bedroom, each staring cheerfully out of their one eye at whoever dared enter my lair. It'd be great. #EveryDayIsHalloween
