Wow, and Yikes! Being in the line of fire, or driving another twenty minutes. No contest.
I can't ever recall having to be in the line of fire for food, fortunately. I once had to detour off of the interstate through SE Chicago, and that was bad enough.
On the other hand for the last six months we have been in the line of fire at night from some yahoos next door who were poaching near the house. It took the sheriff and game warden forever to catch them, even with real time game camera photos and alerts. Finally, the local sheriff broke out their chopper with military grade night vision and hunted the poachers down, which took ninety minutes of low flying helicopter passes and PA commands to give up. Arrested three guys. The really aggravating bit is that the landowner, who lives on the property, lets pretty much anyone shoot, anytime. We have had to call in cops for automatic weapons fire, and them shooting the neighbor's bull. Public. Nuisance. I had one sheriff tell me rural shooting was allowed ("yes, but officer, but automatic weapon fire isn't is it...?") and another recommended that we arm up. (To do what? Shoot into darkness at muzzle flashes? Hold the Alamo until the calvary arrives?)
Back to the best chicken sandwich...for which I have no opinion. Twice cooked fries? Sign me up!
All the best,
Peter