China-Day 7

I’ve never had so much KFC in my life. When I was in Dominica, I would crave KFC primarily because it was my only form of “American Food.” Sometimes, I would order a bucket, freeze it, then savor each morsel of fried chicken over the course of three weeks before I would travel another two hours to get more KFC. But here in China, KFC is the food of choice and was even scheduled on our tour. Currently, we have three lunches of KFC scheduled, but because the food on the tour sometimes has been absolutely horrible we have had to eat KFC more than planned. Actually, I’ve grown to appreciate the old colonel’s chicken because they don’t have gravy here. Fried Chicken is one of my favorite dishes (yes it’s true Daryl) and I now have put KFC up on the pantheon of Fried Chicken restaurants, up there with Popeye’s and Honey’s Kettle Fried Chicken.

On a side note, I watched “Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins” and found it hilarious, endearing, and quite touching. If I had seen it last year, it would be up there in the top 10. (and i'm serious)