Folks come from all over the world for Willie Mae’s fried chicken, and we can’t blame them, but it is funny to see the license plates from California to Quebec lined up outside this little white shack (which is surprisingly roomy and elegant on the inside). Anyways, we’re happy the folks line up here, because Willie Mae’s was almost destroyed by Katrina, but a community effort resurrected the restaurant, which now serves plates and plates of what the folks at James Beard have called the best fried chicken in the world.
