At no time was this more obvious than the first (and last) time I took a Yale friend to Cracker Barrel. In my youth, it was the height of fine dining—my grandma’s and my favorite restaurant. With Yale friends, it was a greasy public health crisis.
I used to get chicken fried steak when my mom took me to Cracker Barrel on road trips growing up!
https://www.crackerbarrel.com/menu/items/c/country-fried-steak
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