Livin' In America

Here in Atlanta, I go on an irregular basis to the Chick-Fil-A over by Northlake Mall to get either a chicken soup (For my heretic soul.  Yummy!) or a milkshake (Oh, dear Lord, Yummmmmmmy! Please bring back the mint chocolate-chip milkshake!!!). In my experience, the people serving there could be working at the highest-rated hotel in any country in the world. They have *spectacular* good attitude and manners, and their values affect the entire restaurant. You just can’t go to that Chick-Fil-A without getting good food, and leaving a better person. It’s that kind of place.