Chick-fil-A — Restaurant in Carlisle

I sold my chicken Jenni to a farm nearby that supposedly supplied some of Chick-fil-a's chickens. I am glad that her memory lives on in Chik-Fil-A's respectful sandwiches. She was a good chicken. I know they say chickens don't have empathy (as they used to be dinosaurs, wake up America!!!) but I like to believe Jenni did. She would often bring me lizards she caught when I was upset. This often made things much worse, as lizards are sacred in my religion, but I appreciated the sentiment all the same. She liked to drink pond water and caw at the moonrise. My favorite memory is when she bit Jake Sullivan's legs when he tried to sneak through our gate to stuff lemons from our lemon tree in his mouth like a gerbil. I hated Jake. He broke my D.S when I was 12 at summer camp and then told our camp counselor I was the one who had shoved all the canoes down stream when it was clearly him. R.I.P Jenni. The drive through service was very...

Chick fil a is always good and I never had an issue till today. I ordered a banana pudding milkshake along with my nuggets and when I received my order I had walked outside and to my car and as I’m getting in my car I notice the size of my milkshake. Now I get milkshakes enough to know that the size I received, which was a kids cup size!, was not the normal size of the milkshakes. So I immediately walked back inside the store and said something to the lady that took my order. And my response from her was, “Ma’am I promise our milkshakes have always been the same size.” Now like I said, I get milkshakes enough to know the size I was given was NOT the size of the milkshakes. So not only was I lied to, but I also was ripped off. I paid over $5 for a kids cup size milkshake. I doubt I’ll be going back to this Chick-fil-A...

first time at chick fila. Food is really good. I'm impressed with how fresh and well cooked the food is. So I finished my meal and I'm sitting here reading the news on my phone and any older gentleman who works here offered to take my tray. I said thank you. He asked if I would like a refill of my coke, and where typically I would politely decline, I have a half hour to kill and I'm a little thirsty, so I said sure. He took my cup and went up and got me a refill, when he brought it back he smiled and genuinely said "thanks for coming in". I only choose to cone here today because it's my pastor's favorite place and so I wanted to see why. Now I see why. I'll definitely...