Bar Review: The Dixie Chicken
November 10th, 2009 | Published in Bar Review, Eat & Drink, Featured Stories
By Betsy Ellison 
There comes a time in every Aggie’s life where they take part in a long standing tradition here in College Station; a tradition that has captured attention from those students just west of here—a night at the Chicken.
The Dixie Chicken is known ‘round state as a symbol of Texas A&M University and some will even tell you it’s an unwritten rule to experience it at least once in your life, Aggie or not.
More than just a bar, the Chicken has just about anything for everyone and will appeal to all five senses: Taste amazing food from chicken strips to Tijuana fries; see smiling faces and friends, both current and from long ago; hear laughter and stories from old Ags about their glory days; smell decades of wear and tear to the tables, walls and chairs; and touch the long neck of your beer while your partner shuffles the dominos in a game of forty- two.
My last trip to the Chicken was Aggie Ring Day in September, my parents were in town and I thought there wasn’t a better way to celebrate than with a pitcher of Miller Lite and good company, plus my dad is obsessed with the place.
As we sat and chatted about all sorts of things I noticed the variety of people who were also sitting about, gushing over their brand new golden rings and plans for the weekend. The Chicken is “that bar” that just about anyone can walk into— whether you understand it or not—and have a blast. Not to mention there are numerous arcade games and pool tables galore for the competitive type.
One of my favorite things about this notorious establishment is that it has that “home-town bar” feel too it; a place where you can relax and enjoy a night (or day) with friends swapping stories about your latest adventures. It can get a little crowded sometimes, so I recommend getting there early and stake claim on a table if you plan to stay for a while.
If you have never walked through those swinging saloon doors or spent a nice afternoon on the back porch then I hate to say it but, what kind of Aggie are you? Get yourself some friends and go to the Dixie Chicken; order the Tijuana fries, you won’t be disappointed.
