Sometimes (read: oftentimes) we get an uncontrollable hankering for fried chicken. In order to satiate that hunger, we've scoured the city, from gas stations to gastropubs, and tasted dozens of versions. These are our favorites.
Somewhere in between San Francisco’s overwrought burrito worship and our love for all things hamburger, we allowed the fried chicken sandwich to fall through the cracks. Blame it on Chick-fil-A, blame it on Rio. But there are a bevy of choice crispy fowl sandwiches from which to choose. Here are a few of our favorites, ranked by worthiness in the canon of fried chicken sandos:
The best thing to do for Labor Day weekend? Stay put. There's more parking, fewer lines and, if the weather keeps up, sunshine to boot. Let everyone else stew in traffic.
As a Bernal Heights resident, here's my advised plan for a great Sunday: