Chick-Fil-A is for lovers.

While we were down south, we happened upon a little place called Chick-Fil-A. While I'm sure the majority of the people reading this blog (I know you're there!) have probably had the pleasure of visiting one of these establishments at least once in their lives, they are practically nonexistent in Northern California. The closest one to the area where we live is about two hours away. Ridiculous.

Suffice it to say, it was our first time at Chick-Fil-A, under the guidance of our trusty friend Brittany. We laughed, we cried, we ate chicken, and we enjoyed ourselves while doing it. So much so, that we went back the next day as our swan song meal in La Mirada.

The goods.

We're excited because we love greasy chicken!

And we like each other, too.

Brittany, the pretty girl on the left, was one of Ethan's best friends in high school. :]

Now we share the love.

For chicken and waffle fries, as well.

Are we aware of the fact that Chick-Fil-A, like all fast food, is less than nutritious? Yes. Do we care? Not particularly. :]

We miss you, Chick-Fil-A! Thanks for the memories!