It makes no sense to me, but my father's favourite Canadian food is KFC. Yes. I know. I know that too. And that as well. Each family celebration (save for the big ones--Thanksgiving, Christmas, my mum's and my birthdays) we always get a bucket o' Kentucky duck in (or as we call it "chuckychucky"--when I was little I couldn't say "Kentucky"and it came out as "chuckychucky"). My parents are back from their trip. A bucket of chicken was bought. My tummy wonders why I'm punishing it.
KFC
Potato Salad (from the grocer's)
Bean Salad (from the grocer's)
Potato wedges (home made)
jasmine
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Scullery banalities of an ominvorous rambler and habitual eater.
