Pulled up to The Cookshak the other night, you know how it goes—needed that comfort, that real flavor after a long week. That fried chicken sandwich? Straight fire. Crispy on the outside, juicy as hell inside, bun toasted just right, slaw and sauce hittin' different. Took one bite and felt like I was back home, no cap. Fries on the side seasoned perfect, not too much, not too little.
Then the platter—tenders stacked high, golden and crunchy, ribs fallin' off the bone with that smoky BBQ pull. Mixed it all up, dipped in the house sauce... man, it was a vibe. Solid 8/10, ain't changin' my life but damn sure hittin' the spot when you crave that Southern heat. If you're out here lookin' for somethin' real and hearty, slide through