Fried Chicken Virgin

My first experience with fried chicken was in North Carolina while on a camping trip with good friends.  At the time, I was something like 20. That's right - 20. Growing up in a New England household, I was more experienced with franks and beans and overcooked roast beef.

But at the North Carolina KFC I was transported.  Fried chicken became my closest friend.  Then I found Popeyes.  I couldn't imagine fried chicken could get any better, but at Popeyes, it did.  My arteries were really in trouble now.

Popeyes then upped the game - Cajun Sparkle to put on top of their chicken.  Just inject this all into my veins - sort of shortcut the artery clogging and all.