Gimme a Mess of Them
Springfield has its horseshoe. New Orleans has its po' boy. San Francisco has whatever it has. So what toothsome delight is in Maryland?
Beaten biscuits? Nope.
Soft shell crabs? Guess again.
Pit beef? Close but no cigar.
What's the best thing about Maryland cuisine? Why, fried chicken 'n' snowballs, of course. And Howard County is home to the world's best.
Let me tell you, there's nothing better than fresh, hot, crispy fired chicken served along side mounds of shaved ice soaked in artificially flavored sugar syrup. Now them's good eats.
So next time you're traveling the Baltimore National Pike, stop on by Ellicott City's own Forest Diner. Ask Gert, Dotty, or Mable to serve you up a heapin' serving of that Maryland state classic: fried chicken 'n' snowballs.
You'll be glad you did.
K-
PS. And while you're there, be sure to ask about the missing 's'. It's a hoot.
I eat fried chicken. I eat snowballs. Never tried them together but I think I would. Gert, Dotty, or Mable are classic diner waitress names. Worth a generous tip just for having one.
That sounds really good. I hope they have rootbeer flavored snowballs because that would be my favorite. Although cranberry and vodka sounds good, too.
Great picture, Kem. You really made the neon pop.
Isn't Rice-A-Roni still the San Francisco treat? (Standing by.)
Gah!!! Of course Rice-A-Roni is still the San Francisco treat! Tuesday was Rice-A-Roni night in my house growing up. Mother let me ring the bell as we sang the song!!!. Gah!!!
Thank you, Marie. I wish I'd thought of that.
K-
Rice-A-Roni was a staple in the Ferrara household, too, usually with pork chops or fish sticks.