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Mama Dip's

The first time I went to Chapel Hill, it was for a wedding. But REALLY, it was to backseat-drive a carful of my extended family to Mama Dip’s, tucked off the college town’s main drag, for a two-hour lunch. Mildred Council, aka Mama Dip, so nicknamed because her “long arms allowed her to ‘dip’” to the bottom of the rain barrel as a kid, started serving her lightly peppered shortening-fried chicken back in 1976. The move is half a fried chicken with greens (it changes daily, but you can trust it all, collards, turnips, or mustards), and black eyed peas - both are cooked with pork, of course. And your next move is to avoid falling asleep in the wood paneled restaurant with its Grandma-approved patterned curtains and front porch. It may look like a living room, but, just because you ate half a bird, you can’t sleep there.