I Ate Chicken from the Trash
Chicken Supreme. It was the best tasting chicken dish I had ever had at that time in my life, and I wanted it every day. I never would have discovered it if I hadn’t started working at that restaurant.
Essentially it was fried chicken smothered in a white gravy, but that is an oversimplification of what it was. It wasn’t just “fried chicken,” it was lightly battered and breaded, and fried at a lower temperature than our usual chicken dishes, which kept the meat extra juicy. The gravy was rich, salty, and creamy, and filled in all the ridges of the fried breading which so lovingly and gently protected the tender meat from outside elements.
Now, I’m not sure what it’s like in every restaurant, but at this particular restaurant I worked for, employees were only allowed a few different options for their “employee meal” of the day. It was all bullshit. You could have Chicken Parmesan and penne pasta, A Meatball Sandwich, or Toasted Raviolis with penne pasta.
The Chicken Parmesan at the restaurant was, admittedly, really good. It was crispy, buttery, cheesy, everything you need out of fried meat and cheese dish with sauce on top. But, having that every day during your 30 minutes of peace away from the insanity of the restaurant business is simply unacceptable. The dinner sized portion of our chicken parmesan included two pieces of chicken. The…