In a part of KC unfamiliar to myself. Was approached at a traffic light by a man appearing to be a vagrant. He pointed to a graffiti mural on a nearby shanty that read«Chicken in a Bag». Due more to pure curiosity than a desire for chicken, I said I would take a dinner with coleslaw. The vagrant disappeared, then returned with a wal-mart plastic bag containing 2 pieces of dark meat fried chicken, a 20 oz. gas station cup full of lettuce and mayo, and a small shooter of 99 bananas liqueur. I was impressed that this all transpired while the light was still red. Upon arriving at my destination, I found the chicken to be stringy and greasy, yet somehow satisfying. The coleslaw was really gross– it was after all just a gas station cup filled with mayo and lettuce. 99 Bananas provided a refreshing dessert. My only regret is I fear I can never locate«Chicken in a Bag» again due to the odd nature of this establishment. 4 stars.