The first time I bit into a Bubba's biscuit, I just shut my eyes and knew that the angles were going to start singing any minute. My tastebuds were telling me that I was clearly in heaven. Bubba's is just that. Biscuit heaven.
The fried chicken is perhaps the best in town. They do a great chicken-friend steak, but I don't go there for CFS. I go to Bubba's when I want one or two pieces of fried chicken and a biscuit.
They do breakfast. I have been told about their cinnamon rolls. I haven't had the courage to go find out how good it is. I don't need any more bad habits.
They do more carry-out than dine-in. If I wanted to do carry-out, I would definitely call ahead. Failing that, park and go in to order. The drive through is always long enough to use up more gallons of gasoline than a drive to Shreveport in an RV!
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