This past month has ripped me apart from the inside out. I love those gorgeous, deep-fried chicken sandwiches stacked with nothing but a stunning pickle slice and a golden, buttered bun. But, as all things that are terrible for you should come to an end, alas, so has Chick-Fil-A.
My favorite fast-food joint is a heavy hitter in the fight to "protect traditional marriage." When reports surfaced they donated chicken sandwiches to an anti-gay organization, I thought - maybe I'll get over this. But the deeper you look, the more fowl* this whole thing becomes.
So, do you listen to your stomach or your soul on this one? Let's just say, one makes you feel better. The other means you're really, really fat.
*pun obviously intended