Our baseball team had finished a baseball game in Blacksburg, SC late and the boys really wanted to go to a Chick-fil-A for their post-game meal. It was a huge win for them and it only seemed fair to let them choose the place to eat. Understand that Blacksburg, SC isn't close to much of anything when it comes to eating spots, especially at 9:30 at night. The bus hit a couple of snags getting out o... read more >
On Friday April 17, 2009, as I walked out of Jennifer’s parent’s house, I realized that I had just made the best decision of my life. I had just asked her father permission to marry his daughter, and he said YES! My heart was still beating fast and I could slowly feel my face return to its normal color. I was so excited.
After meeting up with some friends and almost spilling the beans a dozen ti... read more >
For the past 2 years, I have volunteered to work for a charity, called "Share Our Strength". It's a charity that is working to end childhood hunger in this country. To help raise money, I volunteer to host a bake sale and then send 100% of the profits to "Share Our Strength". This organization is especially needy during a recession, as you can imagine.
When I began my crusade to help end child... read more >
When I was in high school a friend and I wanted to attend an educational program in Washington, DC called Close Up. Both our dads worked for Delta Air Lines, so we could fly there free. We needed $250 to pay for the program, which was a lot of money to ask our parents for in 1974! We made an appointment with Truett Cathy at Chick-fil-A and asked if the company would sponsor us to go. Close-Up was... read more >
My husband, Adam, and my first meal we ever shared together was at a Chick-fil-A in August of 2002. I consider it our first date, but it was a spur-of-the-moment deal where we both happened to be walking out of our apartments at the same time to get a bite to eat and we decided to go together. I had been flirting with him, and I was really excited that we happened to bump into each other. Chic... read more >
My first memory of having a delicious Chick-fil-A sandwich still lingers with me today every time I take the warm sandwich out of the foil lined bag. In the mid 70's I remember on more than one occasion my mother, my sister and myself being at the mall and stopping at Chick-fil-A for a sandwich. Money was tight so mom would get one sandwich for the 3 of us to share. What I remember was sitting dow... read more >
In 1996 my sister-in-law walked through the door eating a Chick-fil-A sandwich. I told her that I thought chicken was chicken, and it didn't matter which fast food restaurant it came from. She informed me that this was the best chicken I would ever eat. Now I had heard of CFA, but I thought it was the same old dry chicken strips one can get anywhere. So, one day, while at Mall, I tried a Chick... read more >
Which story to tell? Why not the start at the beginning? My very first memory of Chick-fil-A was sitting on a stool at the counter of the original Dwarf House in Hapeville when I was 5-years old. I was mesmerized by the magic of Russ working the grill (I called him the "Grill Man"). Now nearly 40 years later he is the general manager/owner. That's what Chick-fil-A means to me. Family values, tradi... read more >