Allen Iverson's opinion about the chicken. It's chicken! It's just...chicken!

Many thanks to The Great Dancenik for alerting TGP to the Borowitz Report today. Indeed, the Zyprexa™ March Bipolar Disorder (new, sponsored and more politically correct name for March Madness) is right around the corner.

Once again, The Great Plotnik appears to be out of step with his fellow restaurant reviewers. Though the two women at the table announced that the Fried Chicken at Maverick is delicious, TGP has to rate it no better than third of the three fried chicken establishments that the Shmonikle rated the three best in SF.

For one thing: 2 pieces for $18! Come on Dudes. How many Ps can you put in Pretentious? This is fried chicken, and it's good fried chicken, but it's not great fried chicken. Plotnik is starting to sound like (NBA Reference Alert) Allen Iverson: Chicken! It's chicken! It's just...chicken! Chicken! It's just...chicken!

The Front Porch is the juiciest and The Hard Knox Cafe is the best. Maverick...maybe terrific for $10. But $18? With a thimble of mustard greens? Jeez, Louise, it's chicken! It's just...chicken!