Along with two readers, Chris H and a former left-leaning lesbian, I ventured out last night to the Chick-fil-A at Sunset and Highland in Hollywood. I had to park three blocks away. When I arrived, the line for the drive-thru wrapped around the block from McCadden (where the entrance was, onto Sunset and then onto Highland.
I joined my lesbian friend in long line to a packed restaurant. We would not be able to find a seat in the outdoor seating area (and had to stand while we ate our meal). A news team was there and interviewed me when they learned I was gay.
The crowd was very supportive as I made clear that this was about freedom, saying that I disagreed with Mr. Cathy’s stand on gay marriage, but also that I disagreed with Ben and Jerry’s politics, but still eat their ice cream.
Chris soon arrived and we hugged, right in front of Chick-fil-A. No one insulted us. In fact, one woman thanked me for saying when I did. She would not be the last patron to approach us when we indicated we were gay.
It was almost a party atmosphere, with everyone friendly. My lesbian friend said it reminded her of a Tea Party. The service was most polite. The manager Alex had remembered me from earlier in the day and welcomed me back. The food was good, with the lemonade particularly tart, the way I like it. Alex told me they squeeze the lemons fresh every morning.
And there were some protesters, most friendly, but a few angry. (Pictures below the fold.) When it was time for us to head home, I hugged Chris and kissed him on the cheek. Our lesbian friend engaged the protesters.