The smell of fried chicken drifts out the door and suddenly your dinner plans have changed completely. I walked into a small deli where the counter was already filling up with orders bagged and waiting for pickup.
Minnesota has a legendary spot where people drive from all over the state just to get a box of crispy golden pieces. The skin shatters with every bite while the meat underneath stays juicy and tender and perfectly seasoned.
I watched a man order twenty pieces for a family gathering and the cashier did not even blink like that was a normal Tuesday request. Minnesota really knows how to do fried chicken right in a humble building that does not look like much from the outside…