I am not really a lover of fast food, except Chick-fil-a. When we lived in Florida and San Diego there was no Chick-fil-a any where near us so every time I visited my family in North Carolina I would gorge on it. The first month or so after we moved to Maryland I probably ate it twice a week until it made me sick. Even now I'm kind of a junkie - it's only Wednesday and I've already been twice this week (it was the premier of the spicy chicken biscuit). Sad sad sad, I know.
Plus, they have a great indoor play structure for bad weather days and my kids love it.
Now they go and do something like support an antigay group in Pennsylvania. I didn't eat at Cracker Barrel for years because of their poor hiring practices (and I still don't - although I'll admit to going once about 2 years ago). There are other places that I've boycotted for similar reasons - and for the most part my friends and family think I'm a crackpot about it.
So now what do I do - boycott Chick-fil-a completely? I might have to join a 12-step program. Argh.
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