I've been a fan of Popeye's Chicken for YEARS, but rarely have it because there are no restaurants in our area. Right? Wrong!
According to the Maine Turnpike Authority website, there's a Popeye's location in the Gardiner Service Plaza...
This educational film from the 50's shows how chicken was done at a barbecue in Maine. While the cook does his thing the guests enjoy their time boating in the lake, soaking up the sun, and just plain goofing off.
Personally I think they're a little too over dressed for a barbecue in the summer by the lake but what do I know, I wasn't around in the 50's...
You know my passion for bacon. Well, this Florida boy feels the same way about chicken skin. This little guy acts just like I do when someone takes the last couple of pieces of bacon!
McDonald's is doing breakfast all day now! Hotcakes, Egg McMuffins...all day long! Kevin Mitchell told us what's on the menu then went head to head, chickeno e chickeno.
Barber Foods in Portland announced they are recalling 1.7 pounds of frozen, raw stuffed chicken products due to possible Salmonella Entertidis contamination.
When Janelle Jones of Rochester, New Hampshire, went through the drive-through at her local Burger King last Friday, all she wanted is a junior spicy chicken sandwich and a sweet tea.
Laura Benedict (I call her the "amazing chickeneer," because of the way she engineers bits of tender chicken into a kind of "poultry crack" product), is getting ready to start another season of raising big money with her Red Barn Cares Foundation.
Erica Sawtelle is a mom struggling with trying to keep her spirits up even while her little boy, Connor (22 months old today) battles a serious illness.
As I made my through Pittston after touring the incredible Town of Terror yesterday, I passed a lone cow cavorting (sort of) with a chicken. The pair nearly brought a tear to my eye. It is in the spirit of interspecies friendship that I bring you this poem. Please, share it with somebody you love.
The photo above is my friend Angie. She's one of the reasons I enjoy going to China Hannaford or, as we call it locally, Chinaford.
She agreed to pose while holding my favorite entrée from the deli, the rotisserie turkey breast. I'm not sure if they spin it on a skewer like they do those poor little chickens, but I'm sure it must be something similar.
Being depressed is like living all alone in a world that’s disconnected from everything and everybody. All you can think about is how bad everything is and how there is really nothing ahead that holds any hope for improvement. It’s like nothing is good and every physical movement…every conversation with another person is a struggle. I recognize that because I’ve been there….so has my friend, Laura