Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Would a Name-Change Have Helped?
Out of no where, I found myself thinking about a restaurant in my hometown, Crispy Fried Chicken.
Yeah, that was it's name.
I'm not exactly sure when it opened, but I'm pretty sure it was there when I started middle school. And it was still there when I moved to California, in my late twenties.
Last I heard, the building was now the headquarters for a local politician.
And I can't help wondering: did the name doom them?
In this health-conscious climate, where we're seeking out the evil trans-fats and so on, could a place titled Crispy Fried Chicken survive?
I'm guessing...not so much.
Out of no where, I found myself thinking about a restaurant in my hometown, Crispy Fried Chicken.
Yeah, that was it's name.
I'm not exactly sure when it opened, but I'm pretty sure it was there when I started middle school. And it was still there when I moved to California, in my late twenties.
Last I heard, the building was now the headquarters for a local politician.
And I can't help wondering: did the name doom them?
In this health-conscious climate, where we're seeking out the evil trans-fats and so on, could a place titled Crispy Fried Chicken survive?
I'm guessing...not so much.
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