A few weeks ago, we took our youngest grandchild out for
lunch. She’s six, and she seems determined to survive on chicken nuggets and
catsup. We were only a block from Raising Cane’s, so we headed there. Cane’s
has the best chicken fingers I’ve ever tasted, and really decent (if a tad sweet)
lemonade. But they only have one sauce. It’s a lot like fry sauce, with something
extra; maybe soy sauce and/or coarse black pepper. Luckily for us, there was catsup
on demand for the fries, and they didn’t seem to mind that she used it on her
chicken. The best thing about the visit was the restrooms. There were three,
and all three were unisex. Each was a room with four walls and a
locking door – no creepy stalls. Each had a toilet, sink, a grab rail on the
wall, a changing table, and room for a wheelchair. Brilliant!
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