Bolton's ::: Good lord. Matt's been trying to trick me into doing this a few Nashville trips now. The time had come. I wonder if eating hot chicken in Nashville is kind of like in New Orleans how visitors have to have a Hurricane or Drive-Thru Daiquiri... as sort of a hazing/bonding process with your hosts. Pretty sure Julia was miserable eating it, but being tough like she is, she kept her poker face on strong. I was feeling the heat, but I guess growing up in Louisiana, where you might as well put hot sauce on your cereal in the morning, finally has paid off... I only choked/coughed once while trying to finish the chicken quarter. Tony's face was sweating like he was at war on a tropical island, but other than that he seemed fine. WE SURVIVED BOLTON'S CHICKEN TOUR 2014.