So. In my "about me" on the right, you can see that I am a displaced Southerner. The Pacific Northwest is a gorgeous, green, interesting, adventure-filled region, but for a girl raised in The South there are of course many, many things that I miss. One of those things is Chick-Fil-A.
I didn't mention on my post about our latest trip to Vancouver, BC that I was beyond thrilled to learn that there was a Chick-fil-A (CHICK-FIL-A!!!) in Bellingham, Washington, which we happened to be driving through on our way to Canada. I seriously could not believe my good fortune that there was Chick-fil-A in my state, albeit rather far away. I had no idea!
So we navigated our way through the streets of Bellingham, figuring out that the CFA was actually on the campus of the college there. It was a little tricky finding our way around, but we finally made it to a student center, where we realized the small CFA counter was. We parked and walked around till we figured out where to enter. But the door was locked. Hmmm. Around the building, down lots of stairs (it is on a hill) we went, up the stairs again, searching for a way to get in that building.
I saw people in there and I could have sworn I smelled fried chicken. Eventually, some people are coming out, and we scoot on in... only to find everything is shut down.
Now, this was not a Sunday... I believe it was a Saturday... but everything was closed for the MLK holiday. Isn't that a Monday? Did you really have to be closed all weekend CFA?
Exhausted and hungry, we piled back in the SUV and headed up to Canada to find some lunch. I've not really talked about Chick-Fil-A since. But then my mom posted a video on Facebook, and I had to share this song.
For all of you lucky enough to live near a Chick-Fil-A, count your blessings and enjoy some waffle fries and carrot-raisin salad for me. For those who don't, I hope you get to try it one day!