Mississippi: Huddle House & the Highway

Although I didn't stay long in the Big Sip, I managed to stop for lunch and found this little treat.  There must've been 15 signs for Huddle House along the way so I gave in and made a pit stop to exchange a bite to eat for a Travelling Quran.

To my surprise, Huddle House has merged two of my most favorite things from Texas and turned them into a magically delicious treat.  Texas toast meets chicken fried chicken - as a sandwich.  There is the perfect trifecta!

The people were kind and easy going.  They thought I was a bit weird for asking for gravy on the sandwich, but in Texas you cannot have chicken friend chicken without ooey gooey gravy on top. It is blasphemy in the highest degree.

I also found this little gem, which doesn't seem special, but there were a handful of drink selections that I have never heard of before or after Mississippi. I am hard pressed to find a decent cherry juice drink, and this one was acceptable.  I haven't had one this good since my last holiday oversees.

Finally, after much eating and merriment, I left this copy for the next passer by.  I hope someone picks it up way out there, otherwise it serves as an excellent paperweight for this stack of tourism magazines.  

Salam for now!