Fried Chicken from Willie Mae’s Scotch House. A New Orleans institution. Not the absolute best fried chicken I’ve ever had, but pretty damn close, and it’s still something you should experience if you’ve never had it. When you don’t eat salt in your regular diet like me, this is a great fried chicken tasting salt lick. I’m still glad I ignored the locals and tried it (many claim there’s better, despite the fact they all eat here), because my meals were limited this trip, and there’s always next time. It’s a place I wanted to hit before I die, and now I can scratch it off the bucket list. You can skip the fried okra and macaroni & cheese (both VERY disappointing), but do NOT miss the red beans & rice!!!! I wish I had taken a photo, but I devoured half of it before realizing I should have taken a picture. It was the star of the meal!
I’m starting to crave green salad! But knowing this town, they’d fry it!