• LOLjoeWTF@lemmy.world
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    9 months ago

    I’m a spice enthusiast. The level of pain and suffering I received there just before starting my 8 hour drive home from Nashville that day was brutal. 8/10 no regerts

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      9 months ago

      Lived there for years and Prince’s was the best. Also liked Hot Stuff in Antioch because they had hot fried catfish.

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    9 months ago

    The first time I ever went to Hattie B’s I was absolutely plastered. I demanded the hottest chicken they had. Best mistake ever. I was pooping lava all night 10/10

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    9 months ago

    I think I built up Nashville style hot chicken from Nashville too much in my head. I was disappointed with Hattie B’s not because it was bad, but because it wasn’t significantly better than what I get in Texas. That said, not a bad deal since it’s still damn good and means I can get something very comparable close to home.

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      9 months ago

      Don’t go to Hattie B’s for the OG. Hattie B’s is honestly a sort of white washed version of the Nashville originals that were around for 40+ years. Would recommend Bolton’s next time. Prince’s is pretty good, but not the same after the original storefront burned down right around COVID

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      9 months ago

      Yeah, the premise of Nashville hot chicken is simple enough that you’re not going to get some secret technique that requires the cook to get up at 3am to start the slow smoker or anything, so all you need for the authentic experience is a cook that knows what to do instead of some corporate slave that goes “it’s just spicy chicken, right?”