I don't know if you've noticed lately, but Popeye's Chicken has been playing an exorbitant amount of commercials, advertising their delectable goodies. The closest Popeye's to us is either in Redding or Rohnert Park so I'm guessing that's why our local programming has been bombarded by their greasy goodness.

I had the opportunity to visit a Popeye's when I went to New Orleans a few years back and let me tell you, it was a surreal experience. I know, kind of a funky thing to say about food - much less in reference to cheap chicken and gravy smothered spuds. Take heed when I tell you, it was that good. Everyone with me that day, also said the same thing. And this was before we began drinking the Hand Grenades.

Our local equivalent to Popeye's is KFC. I don't know about you, but whenever I eat KFC food, I end up drinking about a gallon of water and eating Tums for the next several hours. Plus, it's so freakin' expensive that it's not a place I eat at very often.

So what's the point of this posting? I swear I really have one...

Popeye's Chicken: Put up or shut up.

I can't handle looking at your commercials for one more second - knowing I'm going to have to drive at least four hours in order to partake amongst your chickeny goodness. Please, please please consider blessing us Humboldtians with a restaurant behind the redwood curtain. Our hips and lips would thank you. TREMENDOUSLY.

I know you would have made a fortune yesterday, should you have chosen to do a little foot work delivery near Redwood Park. *snort*

Please consider my heartfelt request. And if you choose to do so, feel free to bring your favorite cousin's, Coldstone and In-N-Out.