I want to keep this brief, but suffice to say, the day was hot, fried chicken seemed like overkill, and the cobb salad was calling.
I double checked to make sure that it was the fired chicken that they chopped up and put on top and the woman in the window insured me that it was with a big smile.
the descriptioin described corn bread croutons, which i was dubious about, but what showed up (after a fairly long wait due to them frying hte extra thick slab bacon fresh for the salad) was awesome:
crisp romaine and cherry tomatoes tossed in a restrained amount of ranch dressing, topped with half of a perfect avocado sliced, the equivalent of 3 peices of slab bacon chopped up and still warm, and a juicy chicken breast off the bone and cut into 5 large wedges. I shook some hot sauce individually on to each peice of chicken and headed for the loading dock across the alley. and there was not a croution in sight. instead i got a corn bread biscuit! which was overkill in my opinion but helped to sop up some of the remaining dressing.
Lemonade, salad, good friend, sunshine, i almost don't want to go back so that the memory of that perfect salad stays for ever cherished in my mind.
but that is foolish. i will be back.
Farmerbrown's Little Skillet
330 Ritch Street, San Francisco, CA 94107