This is a blog of my five-week exploration of culinary experiences in North Carolina. Baaswell Sheep is accompanying me and offering his own commentary on the trip, although he refuses to go into any place that serves lamb chops.
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My companion wasn't feeling that well today after his fall Sunday, but he's doing his best to continue with his trip. We left Pineville this morning and headed southeast to Soutport. We were originally going to spend a couple of nights in Wilmington, but my companion decided he'd rather go somewhere a little smaller and less busy.
We stopped in Marshville planning to eat at a small cafe, but they were closed on Mondays, so we went down the street to Wagon Wheel, which features breakfast and lunch buffets, but we stuck to ordering a club sandwich.
Finally made it to Southport, but got here so late that we didn't feel like going any further than the hotel area. So, we ended up at a Bojangles again -- at least it's a North Carolina original. We walked across the street and realized along the way that the outside lights had been turned off, even though it was only 9 PM and they were supposed to be open for dine-in until 10 PM. Since the inside lights were on full blast, we tried the door and to our surprise, it was unlocked, so we went in and spoke with the nice lady at the counter. Well, they were out of chicken – imagine that, a chicken restaurant that's out of chicken! Honestly, this isn't the first time we've run into this: I think they only prep a certain amount of chicken each day and don't have the capacity to prep more in the evening if they should get slammed and run out. But, they were able to make us a bacon-egg-and-cheese biscuit and gave us a large fry box full of Bo-Rounds, so we were well fed. The really amusing part was that as we sat and ate, a Domino's delivery driver showed up and brought the staff two pizzas! (Q: Were they BBQ chicken pizzas?) I guess that's what you do when you run out of chicken at a chicken place. Even stranger, the guy went out to his car and came back in wearing a really nice gray cat mascot head and gloves. I wish I could have heard the conversation with the two staff members, as I was really curious as to what that was all about – the staff seemed to know the guy pretty well, so I'm guessing this is far from the first time they've ended the work day with pizza.
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