Colonel Sanders's Last Meal (2008)
Let's treat the horny old codger to a last meal of real fried chicken—not the crap he peddles in his innumerable franchises. I'm thinking about the perfect bird at Mitchell's Soul Food, which arrives moist and fleshy, the crisp skin unencumbered except by the merest dusting of flour. And the sides are fab too, including collards and cheesy mac-and-cheese. And, if we can get Harland there during the harvest season, he'll be tasting Mitchell's legendary succotash of fresh corn, okra, and tomatoes.