Step away from the deep fryer. If I can do it, you can, too.
You may have noticed a small sporting event taking place yesterday. I’m not a big fan of football, but I’ll take any excuse to make glamorized junk food. Last year, The Man and I decided we would actually sit down and watch the Super Bowl together, and to him that required fried chicken from a fast food joint. I know what you’re thinking, I know that you’re judging, and, you know what? I’m judging, too. The worst part is that it’s totally a thing in his mind, now. All televised sporting events must include chicken — delicious, fried chicken. Continue reading
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