We ventured into this, the very first Chick-fil-A, while trying to kill some time before our flight at Jackson-Hartsfield International. Imagine something between a Chik Fil-A and a Denny’s with weird dwarf theming. If you can set your expectations to that level you’ll do fine. The budget-minded gourmand might indulge in the “Hot Brown,” a breakfast food item you can eat. I ordered a plate with two sides that came in plastic containers fresh from the microwave. Now thems good eats. Still, if you’re inmeshed in Chik Fil-A lore you know the significance of this holy site, and will rebuff any criticisms of the quality of the food or its presentation to the consumer. There is nothing I can do to stop you, is there?