When Karen and I traveled around Germany back in the 80’s, we ate countless “eine halb Henchen” as it seemed to be on every menu and who doesn’t love a half-chicken and fries? Plus, we learned how to order it in fairly clear German, so why veer off into unfamiliar territory? (Who wants to act out their menu selection?) Soft-boiled eggs (daily breakfast offering) and the chicken halves became the culinary mainstays of that vacation. We were, it seems, largely dependent on poultry for our daily sustenance. And lukewarm Coke.
SO…whenever I eat that meal, its German name never fails to pop into my head. Like today, when we drove down to Brooks’ BBQ for that very dinner. It’s BBQ goodness with fresh cut fries. It’s cheap. It’s a meal I love.
The Brooks’ sign…chef chasing chicken with hatchet. They don’t sugar-coat the process.
Again…the chicken faces its fate. Talk about rubbing your nose (beak) in it!
Busy place. We ate at the counter because there was immediate seating. And I kind of like getting a front row view of the whole operation. (Despite the photo, the building isn’t tilted, but apparently I am.)
The money shot. All this plus bread and salad bar for $8.29. (Fred gets my spiced apple ring. Not a fan. But everything else was DELISH.)
Wunderbar!!
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Dude, why did you bring back those memories?. I can remember laying in the barracks in a dead sleep, and someone would call out Henchen run, and the runner would at least have 20-25 orders to bring back.1982 Karlsruhe Germany. Great post. Most people, don’t realize Germans eat their fries with mayo. Paul Davis,,,,,, those were the days.
that half henchen was off the chain we would eat one almost every other day no one in the states can replicate this they rotisserie it then they fry it in some type of fatty oil which gives it this unique flavor i would pay whatever price they asked it was awesome