It was a cold blustery Thursday. We were driving around in the country, on a mission to pick up a craigslist find... a Wardrobe. Wardrobes don't excite me, but, Fried Chicken sure does. The famous Earls lay in wait on our route. You must experience this place. It is a mix between a diner, a bakery, a museum, and a Ripley's Believe It or Not! With tables supported by what looks to be the amputated legs of Earl and some of the best home cookin' I've had since my migration north, how can you go wrong! The food was great and the pie's, delicious. Never did figure out what a "Fruit Jar Drinker" was but ... anyone wanna go? Here are a few fav's from this experience. P.S. The mannequin watches while you enjoy your dinner.