I traveled to and from San Diego with my longtime friend Bob Ingersoll at the wheel. On the way down, we stopped off for lunch at Sonny's, a friendly red sauce Italian restaurant in San Clemente. It ain't fancy but it also ain't expensive and the pasta is good. I've plugged it here before.
On the way back, we decided to give Raising Cane's a try for lunch. Neither of us had ever been to one but I've seen people rave and rave about the fried chicken tenders that just about comprise the entire menu. My reaction? They were good but I think I was oversold in advance. I didn't think they were any better than a half-dozen places (including KFC) where I've had similar tenders/fingers and I didn't like the Cane's sauce about which so many rave. The best thing was that the "3-Finger Combo" — my meal of choice — comes without cole slaw.
Well, actually it was the best meal I had that day. What I ate for dinner gave me food poisoning.