https://www.fox4news.com/news/kfc-headquarters-plano
Hard to imagine Kentucky Fried Chicken moving out of the home of The Col Harland Sanders to the home of JR Ewing and Jerry Jones. Can’t say I blame them though
https://www.fox4news.com/news/kfc-headquarters-plano
Hard to imagine Kentucky Fried Chicken moving out of the home of The Col Harland Sanders to the home of JR Ewing and Jerry Jones. Can’t say I blame them though
In your face, Harold!
I have been eating Zaxbys, Canes, and Chic Fil-A for years now. KFC has been going down hill for more than 20 years. Yum Brands ruined the KFC franchise Them taking 180 Yum Center clowns with them to Texas is the state's loss. They are inheriting a bunch of Louisville bums. Texas did likely gain one thing though. Lone Star beer sales will go up in the Plano area.
And the home of the Colonel stopped being a tourist spot when they built the bypass around Corbin
Last edited by dan_bgblue; 02-19-2025 at 09:06 AM.
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I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.
I haven't eaten anything from KFC for years. The last time I did it made me nauseous. And besides, other fried chicken restaurants have much, much better products to sell now. I really like Chick-Fil-A & Zaxbys. Culver's has a pretty good chicken sandwich as well.
MOLON LABE!
So KFC is now headquarted in TX and Texas Roadhouse in KY. If I am. Kentuckian, I take that!
In your face, Harold!
Real Fan since 1958
I am a Floridian. I was a Kentuckian until I moved to FL in 1993. In the same way of you being an Alabamian, and former Kentuckian
In your face, Harold!
I was reading about Louisville's long decline with quite a bit of sadness. The city I remember from the 1950s/60s and even an early 70s handshake of Richard M Nixon is gone. Cities prosper when they facilitate the commerce that creates wealth. Personal wealth and public wealth. The great things we value about cities are paid for by the wealth that their commerce creates.
So many cities have passed Louisville by, when back then it was a city of bustling commerce downtown and brawny industry elsewhere. We left with Reynolds Metals. My Aunt and Uncle left with Ford. When I was little I'd go visit Grandad Krauss at the bank where he worked in downtown Louisville. It bustled and hustled. More of what I remember was the genuine German culture all around me, the mixed collar neighborhood we lived in out in Fern Creek, Cherokee and Iriquois parks and Cave Hill cemetery, walkable neighborhoods full of working men and women, (also the orphanage with kids I couldn't play with).
And I am reminded not just because of this continued loss of commerce, but this week or two marks my first basketball game attended. I have found out it was a Georgia game in 1956. How can I remember attending? I sat on my Dad's lap and he got after me for booing even though the crowd booed the free throw. I got one of each wool Cardinal and Wildcat pennants. It was so dark up in the cheap seats of the armory and so bright on the basketball court. I was bored. The impressions of an almost three year old.
Any schadenfreude about Louisville is offensive to me. I have great memories of those times. Looking back with my Mayor's glasses I see a great city with walkable neighborhoods prospering and offering a unique combination of cultural influences.
or maybe less offensive than distressing.
Heitzman's kuchen and White Castle hamburgers. Fanelli's ice cream. Granny's cookies that I still make today and walking to the corner of Highland, Baxter and Bardstown to one of the the first shopping center ever, a Krogers and a Walgreens on the site of an old trolley turnaround, now memorialized with a plaque honoring the development by Kroger who rebuilt there turning the first auto driven shopping center into a new urbanist tribute to the neighborhood that is the Highlands.
My Dad's parents lived on Baxter Avenue 2 doors down from the intersection with Eastern Parkway. Back when I was a kid I used to walk from our house near Swan & Breckinridge Streets to Nonna's house to cut the grass every week during the summer. It was a long walk, but my Nonna always rewarded me with homemade spaghetti & meatballs and braciole and cannoli after I finished, and she also made me the best homemade chocolate milk I ever had in my life.
I have to tell you though, cutting the grass on that hill in front of the house was always a struggle. I had to improvise by using a rope on the handle of the lawnmower because that darn hill was so steep. It was actually dangerous, because if I would have ever lost control of that lawnmower on that hill on the front lawn it would've rolled right out into the traffic. But that never happened, thankfully.
There was a gas station on the corner, same side of the street as the house. Across from the house was an empty lot, best I can remember with a huge stone wall. Same side of the street but across Eastern Parkway were more residences, and opposite those are a few more residences, behind of which is Calvary Cemetery where they are all buried.
I also remember Heitzman's, and yes, those White Castles, and Fanelli's ice cream too. And that Kroger that you mentioned, that was where I had my first real job when I was a teenager.
Man, that was a trip down Memory Lane. And reminds me of how old I actually am now. Thanks, bigsky!![]()
Last edited by suncat05; 02-26-2025 at 10:04 AM. Reason: added thoughts
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Thanks for that suncat. I'm glad somebody else remembers.
Krausses lived for decades at 1612 Beechwood Ave. If I close my eyes I can be right there on hot summer night. There was a gas station on the corner of Beechwood and Baxter. The graveyard over the wall. Bardstown and the White Castle at the corner. The candy store at the Highland/Bardstown/Baxter intersection.
MOLON LABE!
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