Deep Fried Chicken Biscuits

There is a place in Texas
 Just a shack, a place to dine
They serve a strange creation
But a pleasure you will find
Deep fried chicken biscuits
With mashed potatoes and apple pie
Will leave your stomach full and glad
Just like a vintage wine
 
This creation sounds quite odd 
But a simple receipt 
Chicken breast and biscuit dough
Deep fried in harmony
Topped off with country gravy
Served hot with sweet ice tea
You better get there early
To insure a time to eat
 
Amazing how a little 
Run down shack could be a place
Where people from all walks of life
Have made a successful place
So look around the place you live
I’m sure that you will find
A little diner just like this 
To enjoy some meat and pie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Culverhouse Avatar
April 7, 2010 at 1:14 PM
enjoyed, there are those places in every town, grease seems to beckon us---fried and crispy.
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