Maxine brings us chicken worth waiting for

FCA Day #12:  Maxine's Chicken and Waffles    132 North East Street Indianapolis, IN

"Vert de Ferk! Dis good Ferkin Cherken!" bad impersonation of a fictional Swedish Chef

This powerhouse of edibles is housed adjacent to a gas station downtown. It's fairly nondescript, but definitely not scummy. We were somewhat surprised to see it relatively empty. It was high noon on a work day, and it has a great rep. What gives? An hour later, while still waiting on the delectable fowl to appear, we figured it out. This place is SLOW. But for a good reason. They fry fresh batches of chicken up, and it runs out fast. Then they do it again. So we wait.
And it is SO worth it!

Spot the pimp, win a frisbee.

(not pictured: fried green tomatoes appetizer. They disappeared before I remembered to photograph them)

I ordered the titular chicken and waffles. Duh.
Amazing! Succulent enormous wings, it was like poultry in motion. I refuse to apologize for that joke. The blueberry waffle with gooey peach butter and breakfast syrup was a substantial sweet counterpart to the savory chicken. I'll be honest, I don't think I have tasted better chicken in the city. It may even be better than my southern grandmother's! Totally worth waiting for.

Ben's meal comes with a free angioplasty.
About a million giant chicken chunks, mostly white meat, fried to perfection. And mediocre onion rings (probably from the freezer). And some potatoes. Ben couldn't finish the banquet, but accidentally left the doggie bag behind. When he realized the mistake, he turned the van around and went back for it. Yep.

Bob fails at Chicken 101.
Pro-tip: the waffler sandwich contains NO chicken.

Go when you can spare the time. Order chicken of some sort. Thank me later.

Goodbye, Maxine. Your chicken is the best around. Too bad it takes so damn long to arrive.

The Scale:
  Ian: Meal: 8, Experience: 6
  Bryan:  Meal: 9, Experience: 7
  Brad: Meal: 9, Experience: 6
  Bob: Meal: 6, Experience: 6
  Ben: Meal: 9, Experience: 9