You will find that his wings are not roasted to balloon thin,almost to the point of bursting just before you sink your fangs in,nor oh so crispy as before.
Know why?
First of all you have to take a good look at the owner,he's the taller of the two guys at the stall.
No he didn't get a new crewcut.He accidentally set himself on fire when cleaning a still hot generator with kerosene.
Poor fella,first the tree crashes and now this.
That's bad news as the result is not-as-crispy-as-before wings that cruise liners and even armadas recommended by word of mouth to foreign crews,passengers and sailors.
Don't worry though,he's not disfigured except for a small scar near his eye.
Now we just have to put up with skin that is slighty thicker and much sticker,with taste that is not as intensely addictive,and colour tone that ranges between pale yellow,sienna and malt brown,due to a mini phobia he has developed towards spitting fire.
Looking at the bright side of it however,I'm glad to have had the privilege of feasting on roasted to perfection wings,for a good part of my life.
Know why?
First of all you have to take a good look at the owner,he's the taller of the two guys at the stall.
No he didn't get a new crewcut.He accidentally set himself on fire when cleaning a still hot generator with kerosene.
Poor fella,first the tree crashes and now this.
That's bad news as the result is not-as-crispy-as-before wings that cruise liners and even armadas recommended by word of mouth to foreign crews,passengers and sailors.
Don't worry though,he's not disfigured except for a small scar near his eye.
Now we just have to put up with skin that is slighty thicker and much sticker,with taste that is not as intensely addictive,and colour tone that ranges between pale yellow,sienna and malt brown,due to a mini phobia he has developed towards spitting fire.
Looking at the bright side of it however,I'm glad to have had the privilege of feasting on roasted to perfection wings,for a good part of my life.
