Chapel Hill-Carrboro is known for a lot of things — sports, music, liberalism in the center of a red state — but we think it should be known for one more thing: drunchies. Drunchies, for those who don’t know, are drunk munchies, or the food you eat when you’re intoxicated. We bravely decided to take on the challenge of finding the best and the worst drunchies in the area.
For our second review, city editor Jane Little, visual managing editor José Valle, investigations director Sara Salinas, city staff writer Olivia Ross and Swerve director Sarah Vassello took it to the place where the term jumbo slice was made popular in the South(?): Benny Cappella’s.
Like our Linda’s adventure, we started this endeavor on a Wednesday (we’re fans of pint night, y’all). We got blue cups. We got pint glasses (they were cute this time!). We petted dogs. It was a beautiful night (it was not raining).
Surprisingly, the evening was drama free — but this wasn’t necessarily a good thing. We live for drama.
At about 10 p.m., we happily walked to Benny’s and slid into a booth. It was pretty empty. For the first time ever, we noticed the “bathrooms are for paying customers only” sign and took advantage of this nice opportunity.
Sarah had never been to Benny’s before, and she was the only one. Her only previous experience with Benny’s was when José brought a giant ass pizza into the office, so she was excited. She didn’t know if there was alcohol or not in this establishment, so that was a huge question mark for her. For everyone, really.
We then ordered some slices.
