I have been suckered in to order the CFS in I don't know how many places and been severely disappointed in all of them. There's a place near here in Heber, Utah called Chick's Cafe. "Renowned" for their CFS, said the guy who took me there. I left half of it on the plate.

Someday, somewhere, I may stumble upon the Holy Grail of Chicken Fried Steak joints - and never know it because I ordered something else.


Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult.