First stop was dinner. I asked him what he wanted and he told me to choose. So, I picked Lucky Wishbone at Broadway and Swan. He generally isn't a huge fan of my restaurant choices. But, it's his fault that he let me choose.
Lucky Wishbone's menu is primarily breaded deep fried meat -- chicken, chicken parts (like gizzards and livers), breaded deep fried steak fingers, that sort of thing. But, they do make a pretty good cheeseburger. I find it amusing when I post on Facebook that I'm eating a cheeseburger there. The response is often "They serve cheeseburgers?" It's not what they're famous for. They've been around Tucson for decades as a local group of restaurants around town deep frying chicken, steak, and shrimp.
After we finished eating and went grocery shopping, Anthony almost immediately headed to the shower when we came home. He said he had to wash the grease from dinner off of him. I like to think of it as lubricating our internal parts.
|Lucky Wishbone neon sign at Broadway and Craycroft in Tucson|
|Thanks to this poker chip, we knew our order number was 19.|
|Sneaky photo of Anthony:|
He's dreaming of the deep fried chicken sandwich
and huge cup of French fries that they were making for him.
|This is what they gave us the food in at Lucky Wishbone|
You can tell it's fresh because the grease is just starting to
show through the bags.
|The cheeseburger I ordered at Lucky Wishbone.|
The bun was wonderful and fluffy.
|The chicken sandwich that Anthony ordered at Lucky Wishbone.|
It squirted grease when he bit into it, and looked like the sandwich was urinating.
|Om nom nom|
|Much better than a stale nap.|
|The Refreshing Fresh Nap comes with directions:|
"Just tear open packet and use"