I lived! Thus was the victory cry of my companions as we pulled out of the shady parking lot at 3:00 a.m. last night.
Bobo’s chicken is a fried chicken joint in a part of town that is, needless to say, a little scary. It is run completely out of the back of a trailer parked in an abandoned parking lot. To make things worse, it’s only open on weekends from about 11:00 p.m. to 4:00 a.m. when none but the most suspicious-looking Oklahoma residents venture into the city. Aside from that, it sells what might be the best fried chicken in all of Oklahoma.
There are three menu items, but only one is ordered with any regularity. Simply labeled, “Wings and Things,” my friends and I were a little worried at first about what kinds of “things” might also be in the small styrofoam boxes, but what we found was some of the best fried food any of us had ever had.
The most notable element were the wings. Bobo took whole smoked chicken wings, which he then deep-fried in a crispy, not flaky, batter. Also included was what appeared to be deep-fried chunks of biscuit dough atop a bed of French fries. Everything was liberally coated, but not smothered, in honey. The French fries were also dusted with just enough chili powder to give them a perfect spicy/sweet taste that everyone enjoyed.
My crew, consisting of me and my 8 friends, were able to make it in and out alive. Bobo’s chicken, while not the kind of place you want your 5-year-old daughter hanging out, is largely harmless. It’s definitely a place I will recommend to anyone brave enough to make the trip in the wee morning hours of a slow Friday night. I will warn you, however, to consume the chicken at a reasonable pace. Eating the bones, both on accident or on purpose, is not advisable, and definitely no fun.