I am not a junk foodie, but there are times when I really, really want some Southern fried chicken without the clean-up of cooking it myself. That is when KFC fills the bill. Of course, in our almost 9 years of living here, I have only indulged in KFC about 6 times. BUT, when I saw changes being made to the building, I went into an instant deprivation panic mode. Wendys left the city in 2003, but I never missed her a bit. If all of the Burger Kings met with their own Bastille Day, I would not blink an eye. If all of the McDonalds sent Ronald off to Barnum and Baily's circus for good, I would rejoice. But don't mess with finger lick'in good KFC.
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