Really *&ght’s Chicken Farm … Really?

So I have a random fear of posting things online and in theory some crackpot trying to figure out where I live.  So you’ll never find me posting about specifics regarding my location.  If you know me, you know the exact place I am about to bash and if you don’t, I promise there is a place like this near you.
So there is this restaurant, they call themselves the blank chicken farm.  I currently live about an hour away from where I grew up.  And growing up I had heard of this place but it was always too far away to travel to.  Now that I live an hour closer to it it is much more doable. I still have only been there once or twice, but the people that grew up in this area have like a cult following mentality to this restaurant.  Not to be a bitch or anything but it isn’t even that good.  It’s ok don’t get me wrong and for the price its a decent deal, but its an all you can eat family style restaurant.  While there may be other options, I’ve never seen a menu and no one orders anything except the chicken. 
So the other day I’m in the grocery store in the frozen section looking for something I could grab that my son would eat.  According to my mother in law who watched him a few weeks ago, he liked chicken pot pie.  Now I can make and have made a mean chicken pot pie but on a weekday w/ 8 million other things to do that isn’t going to happen.  So my option’s were Marie Calendar’s or the Blank Chicken Farm… Each were about $15, a ridiculous price for a meal I could make for less than $7 but the cost of being a working mom makes the $15 price tag admissible.  So I pay the ridiculous price for the chicken pot pie, let it sit in my freezer for a week or so and throw it in the oven for dinner.  My son is now at the point to where if he is going to eat something it better be what I am eating and it better be quickly.  So I spend the hour it takes to cook the damn thing keeping him entertained and hoping he doesn’t start to lose it because he’s now showing signs of hunger that generally mean he is screaming at me.
Pot pie is done finally thank god, kid is in the high chair, I pull it out of the oven and cut into it only to see that my chicken pot pie that should have veggies, chicken and gravy it in has nothing but 10 pieces of chicken and so much gravy I was actually disgusted and dough … yep that’s it $15 for a 1/4 pound of chicken and fucking gravy.  I was sooooo pissed!.  So now my son who things we are eating is pissed because he’ll eat some of the chicken but I was relying on some veggies to keep him happy as well.  So now I’m scrambling to find something else that he’ll eat, he’s mad I’m flustered and annoyed.  Fast forward to thank god some turkey meatballs and pieces of banana and things are ok again but seriously you piece of shit restaurant.  You couldn’t spring the extra 30 cents to add in some vegetables?  It’s not like that’s even the expensive part of the damn pot pie.  For $15 I should have had an entire damn chicken just put in a pie shell for me not these measly excuses for cubes of chicken which were dry by the way.
So needless to say, I spent too much money on something that I could have made myself and all it did was annoy me.  So from now on I will not be lazy and I will make my own chicken pot pie and freeze it myself.