I’ve been thinking about Bolton’s a bunch recently.
You see, I’ve been hitting Hattie B’s every now and then and I’ve almost felt like I have been cheating on Bolton’s, my original hot chicken love.
Hattie B’s has its place in the world. As my friend Ben puts it (who can only get away with it, because he is clearly of Indian descent), “This place was perfectly designed for white people”. And it is. Let’s face it, it is clean, natty, displays the trappings of quaintness, has bathrooms, draft beer, and is safe. And the topping on the mayonnaise sandwich; it is right next to a GiGi’s Cupcakes, which is about as white bread as you can get (and is completely gross, everyone knows Cupcake Collection is the best damn stuff in town).
But I’ve always had a special place for Bolton’s. I started going there with a few pals I met at my synagogue after we did a kind of tour around town to find the best hot fish. Being that I don’t really keep kosher, that kind of spurred me on to try all of the hot chicken and fish places in town. I’ve tried every place in town, some good, some bad, some great. The default place that started it all was Prince’s Hot Chicken shack. That’s where all of the tourists and celebrities go. And to be fair, it really isn’t bad, it is just kind of salty. And it has horrible lines and bad customer service.
And here’s why I like Bolton’s the best:
Let’s face it, the original location will always be my favorite because it was the one I found first. It doesn’t have a bathroom, it doesn’t have a place to wash your hands, parking is always a bitch because you’re going to have to either back into crazy-ass traffic or go offroading to get out of the back and you can only tip in cash. It is small, there aren’t a lot of places to sit, the climate can get dicey in the extremes and they may be out of paper towels inside. But it is always worth it. Bring your own silverware – I do.
And full disclosure, I feel a special connection to this place because I shot an episode with Eden Grinshpan of Eden Eats fame for her new show “Log On and Eat”
Here’s the original review that put me on the map
I was born with a terrible affliction.
I wander the earth and to this day I have not had anything that is too spicy for me. Well, with the amendment of that one time I made ghost chile-infused vodka, but that was another terrible story. On a side note, I also used it to kill a spider, but I can’t find it in my heart to dispose of it. The vodka, not the spider.
And yet I digress. I have eaten at all of the major hot fish and chicken places all over Nashville, a group of guys from my synagogue and I travel all over trying to find the best stuff. No place ever satisfies me like Bolton’s. Their chicken, their fish (love the grouper sandwich), their sides – always hits the spot.
And the one thing that differentiates Bolton’s from some of Nashville’s other hot fish places is that they are just friendly. Nina, Dolly, whomever is there, are always friendly and trying to make yours a great experience. It also doesn’t hurt that their health inspection rating is in the 90’s (and Prince’s just got killed with a 29…). I recommend the chicken or the fish, the greens, the spicy mac and make sure you get it with everything on it (hot sauce, white onions, dill pickles, and yellow mustard).
Once last note, there is no bathroom, so make sure that you go before you get there, and if you do go afterwards WASH YOUR HANDS THOROUGHLY BEFORE YOU DO. Also, they can only take tips in cash, so brings some for them.
And back to where I started, I still haven’t had it hot enough, even though I think the spice melted through the box once, but I am gonna keep going back until they get it. But for the rest of you mortals, you’ll be just fine.
I spy some Lucky Bucket IPA.
Good lord that meal is a sin. Lust, envy, gluttony while eating and sloth to follow. Damn I want me a hot fish sammich!
Chicken on a stick or GTFO.
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