We buried the $5 menu. ⚰️
Not quietly… not gently…
but like something that lived a *long, greasy, glorious life* and refused to die cheap. 🔥🍗

A decade of plates. 🍽️
A decade of “you can’t beat that.” 😏
A decade of stretching dollars and stacking comfort on a fork. 💵🍴

But here’s the truth nobody likes to say out loud—
cheap isn’t always honest anymore. 🤐

So we did something a little reckless. 😈
A little bold. 💥
A little *are-you-serious-right-now?* 😏

We made it $7. 💸

Yeah. We said it.
Out loud. With our chest. 🗣️💪

Because we didn’t come this far
to start cutting corners on gravy. 🚫🥣

This is still hand-breaded. 🍗
Still golden, still crispy, still drowning in that white gravy like it owes you money. 🤤💰
Still mashed potatoes that didn’t come from a box with commitment issues. 🥔🙅‍♀️📦
Still green beans and corn that show up like they were invited. 🌽🥬😌

This isn’t a downgrade. ❌
This is a *line in the sand.* 🏜️

You want cheap?
Go chase it. 🏃‍♂️💨

You want a plate that feels like somebody in the kitchen still gives a damn?
Pull up a chair. 🍽️🔥

Monday rolls in like comfort food therapy. 🛋️🍗
Tuesday doubles down like you’ve earned it. 👊💯
Wednesday hits you with that midweek “I’m not cooking tonight” energy. 😩🍴

And right there, in the middle of it all—
that Chicken Fried Chicken…

Still standing. 🧍‍♂️
Still swinging. 🥊
Still the reason diets go to die and nobody regrets it. 😌🍽️

We didn’t kill the value. 💀❌
We just made sure it could survive another ten years. ⏳🔥