Okay guys. I decided to go to a Fat on the Go classic, Cock of the Walk.
Some notes:
The menus are as simple as can be, you have catfish, shrimp, chicken, or a combination of the two. They sell ribeye or sirloin steaks, but they didn't sound like they'd be worth it at all. Nearly double the price, but half the size of a regular catfish platter. Besides, the sign outside says "best catfish", so you know what I'd be getting.
Jack doesn't actually review the food. The catfish is legit some of the best I've had hands down. The cole slaw wasn't runny and had a healthy dose of black pepper to give it a little kick. The corn bread and hush puppies were pretty good. Pickled onions? Meh, but im not a fan of horking down slices of onion, regardless of how you prepare it.
Looking back at the video, I was sat in the same room and across from Jack's table. There are only 3 tables that seat 4 people in that room.
There is an actual story behind the name, but of course Jack fails to turn the menu over and read it because it doesn't relate to FOOD NOW. Riverboats used to give a turkey feather to the badest motherfucker on the boat, the cock of the walk. When they ported, if another cock of the walk was around at port, they'd go outside for a good ol' fashioned fist fight (in the name of sport of course). One day had a particularly wild brawl that had at least 4 and some tales say up to 6 of the brawniest hosses wanting to kick everyone elses' ass.
Of course without knowing this, Jack thinks it relates to dick.