I LOVE fried chicken; this is my unabashed admission.
Be it the standard spicy variety from your fried chicken vendor of choice, or sticky sesame-seed-covered Korean-style wings, or the mouth-watering crispy red chicken an Aunty sells at a student café in USM, or the turmeric cumin spiced chicken my mother makes – every now and then a desire to inhale a piece of fried chicken and gnaw it to the bone hits me like a bolt of lightning.
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