Bojangles Famous Chicken & Bisuits

I came to this location while me and my boyfriend were on a road trip and boy when I walked in I was immediately greeted. The cashier (whose name I have forgotten. smh) was such a sweetheart and he really understood my love for Bo’jangles honey mustard… that he gave me 2 packets instead of the usual cheap 1 packet most fast food places give. Oh they should pay attention to their drink machine though, because I tried to get lemonade and ended up with water. and I hate when that happens to me lol

This feels like Popeyes had two heirs and they got into a fight over a women and split from each other. The younger brother Bojangle starts his own chicken restaurant utilizing the same spicy chicken recipe. The biscuits are little fluffier and they have pinto beans to popeyes red beans emulsion. I give the sweet tea, the seasoned fries and selling breakfast biscuits all day a shot out. This place is where i lick my wounds after coming back from Cherokee.

This is my third favorite BoJangles.
First, Bryson City.
Second, Silva.
Third, Franklin.
This place is always delicious.
The chicken is always piping hot and fresh.
The sides are always cooked to perfection.
I love these three places because they all server brown gravy.
Nothing is better the the dirty rice with brown gravy on top. YUMMY!

On a drive from Ohio to Georgia, I’d been excited to stop for lunch at a Cuban sandwich place in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, that came highly recommended on Unilocal. (Cuban sandwiches in Pigeon Forge?!! Yes, I know: WTF?!!) Anyway, I could not locate the frigging Cuban sandwich place. Apparently, it is illegal to display street numbers on Pigeon Forge’s main drag, and I guess the Cuban café was too well hidden among the go-​kart tracks, fighting lumberjack dinner shows (again, WTF?), Jesus stores located two doors down from sex-​toy shops, video arcades, and the whole cornucopia of cheapo crapola that is Pigeon Forge. After a couple of U-​turns in the area where I thought the Cuban spot was supposed to be, I could not escape Pigeon Forge soon enough and made a bee-​line southward.
And I couldn’t face Gatlinburg, either, so I hit its bypass. I proceeded in the crawling traffic through beautiful Smoky Mountain National Park. (To you Alabamians in the F-​150, your garganturan vehicle will do just fine above 25mph in the quarter-​inch of slush at the higher elevations.) I drove through sleepy and sad Cherokee, North Carolina, and past Sylva, seeing few places to stop for a bite and developing a seriously gnawing hunger.
Finally, I arrived in Franklin. Running a bit late and starving by this time, I thought «fast food,» and I saw Bojangles. Bojangles! I’d heard of the wonders of Bojangles fried chicken and biscuits for years, but for some reason had never been to one.
Well, Bojangles, you ain’t no Popeyes. At least not at your Franklin, North Carolina location: bland, dry fried chicken that was barely above room temperature, bland «Cajun» beans that were mouth-​scaldingly hot by contrast. The biscuit was pretty good, though.
Fresh iced tea was the best thing about this meal. And the fact that the whole lot was only $ 5 and could be scarfed down in about five minutes.
There were a couple of tables of old guys wiling away the mid-​afternoon hours with coffee and iced tea. That sounds about right: probably five stars for that purpose.

I love love the cajun fries and pintos from Bojangles. I grew up in SC and this was my favorite fast food chain as a child.
This location was a little «meh». It was clean but the staff was a little «slow». The cashier asked my husband three times what his order was and then two more times what kind of sauce he wanted which is fine but they still got our order wrong.
After hiking for two days and driving for two hours, this didn’t exactly make me happy BUT the cajun fries are still the bomb!