Look. I don't know what hot chicken is supposed to taste like. (Other than spicy fried chicken.) I didn't grow up in Nashville eating it, and in fact, I've only had honest-to-God hot chicken one other time, in Columbus, OH. (Shoutout to Hot Chicken Takeover!)
But there's so much hype around it, and there was something really rewarding (if sweaty) about the time I had hot chicken in Columbus.
On the suggestion of former BOF intern Sydney Scaggs, I went over to Hattie B's (the West Nashville location) before I left town. Thankfully, it was almost 4pm, so there was no line and plenty of room in the restaurant.