More food talk today.
I’m currently watching some deer bound through the field, right this second, and hope they all make it through the day alive.
The dogs scavenged some coyote kill yesterday, a deer relative, and then took turns waking up during the night, barking, to eat fresh meat.
(No fun for the human sleepers, I assure you.)
Not two minutes ago, I was stretching in the sun.
Yes, the sun is finally back! Though it was 13 degrees F when I took Theo to school this morning, so the longest Winter ever hasn’t given up the ghost quite yet.
Like I said, I was stretching, and realized that part of the deal with a blog is, you write. Even if you don’t exactly feel like writing, you have to keep up the habit.
“What would I like to write about,” I asked myself?
“What won’t feel like work, and can be brief?”
I realized: The Chicken.
I’ll have more to say about Oklahoma in the future, as I did see things in my time in Tulsa.
They eat a lot of meat there, as you might imagine.
And people are large.
So I was excited to notice a burger joint, right off the highway, South of the city, that had a VERY full parking lot.
And JUST the right look.
Established 1975.
This place, I thought to myself, will have great food.
I was met by a nice waitress, with black hair, who assured me I’d found a great spot.
I sat down, and she walked me through their specialties.
The best burgers in OK, with a mix of beef and pork sausage. Those could be covered with all sorts of things, like cheese, but especially chili.
They were known for their chili, and even did it Cincinnati style, over pasta.
(Or over burgers, as I said.)
Their chicken was also legendary, she told me.
I would not be making any mistakes if I ordered fried chicken.
Then she left me to my thoughts.
Having already partaken in biscuits and gravy, both mornings, at the Holiday Inn Express buffet, (not a lot, but still,) my body rebelled against the idea of beef, pork, and cheese.
In any combination.
Chicken sounded possible.
I noticed their basket, with house-cut, bite-sized, fried chicken nuggets and fries.
One option included jalapeños, which was confusing.
The nice waitress confirmed it meant fried jalapeño slices, along with the chicken and fries.
All together.
Tutto insieme.
She said she liked to order it that way.
Good enough for me.
And to save you suspense, it was easily the best fried chicken basket I’ve ever eaten.
Perfect food.
The chicken was so well seasoned, the fries the best you’ll get, but the heat of the jalapeños, enough to cut the richness of each bite of chicken… sublime.
They offered an array of sauce choices, and the BBQ they gave me was dope.
That sweetness, in with the heat, saltiness, umami, fried goodness…
Probably some of the best food I’ve eaten in a while.
Period.
That I packed up half and ate it at the airport, for dinner, made it the perfect travel-day food too.
If you are ever in Oklahoma, check it out.
Ron’s Hamburgers & Chili
Four Stars out of Four
Sunshine and Olly 
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