"Nashville hot fried chicken is having its moment in Charlotte, but mostly thanks to very visibly PR’d chain restaurants from out of town. To save the day: Poppycox. Fans are likely to recommend going for the hottest. Don’t. Shown on the menu as “NO!! Just no,” it is so spicy, in fact, that it sears skin cells from the heretofore safe space known simply as the stomach. Consider this fair warning to follow the food truck to wherever it may be and start with a “lil’ sumthin sumthin,” level three on a long list of pain, but pleasant enough not to be overwhelmed by heat so that the sandwich — hot, sweet chicken breast topped with comeback sauce and pickles — can be appreciated for the very fine thing of fried flaming food perfection it is." - Timothy DePeugh