There was once a man, who had an idea. An idea that didn't spawn from his brain, but rather, from his heart. Needless to say, the idea was nought without the power of a superior entity. In fact, it is rumoured so that in order to bring his idea to life, this man would have to exchange everything he had, including his humanity, to bring his idea to life. The tale of how Sensational Chicken came to be is both mythological and fascinating and is without a doubt a perfect reflection of how their food tastes. In fact, the first time I found myself in their grasps, I quickly came to the realisation that their food isn't of this world. The day was blessed with sun, the parting clouds made an almost perfect chasm which blessed the store with the sunlight from the Gods. As I was walking back from one of my lectures, the store which radiated in sunlight caught my attention through my peripheral vision and the moment I laid eyes upon the sight, I was instantly brought to tears. A feeling overcame me as if I had come to know every (previous) mystery concerning humanity. The mundane storefront spoke to me, but not with words, no, rather with its piercing gaze. As this moment was unfolding, I felt a sudden breeze push against my back; though the breeze was sudden, it was gentle and welcoming, almost as if it was gently pushing me towards the store. As I approached the store-front, I felt an overwhelming feeling of, not just joy, but every emotion imaginable. Being carried by the wind, I found myself face to face with the angelic gatekeeper, whose gaze I could never forget. Without neither of us uttering a single word, he smiled and said softly under his breath: "welcome back brother", and it was at that moment that I realised that Sensational Chicken was not just a store that sold fried chicken of sorts, but it was the product of an unearthly power that my tiny mind could not even dream of comprehending. After casting that spell of words on me, he grabbed a paper packet that had imprinted on it runes that even I could not identify. The runes glowed with a spectacle white light that I could not look away from, seemingly, it felt that if I were to gaze upon it for too long, the pure white light would melt my mortal eyes. After my moment with the runes, I looked up to thank the worker, but he was nowhere to be seen. Taking my order, I exit the store and turn my head to gaze upon the marvellous piece of architecture once more and when I did, I was overcome with yet another sense of emotion; this time, emotions associated with sadness and reminiscence. Quickly overcoming my sudden emotions, I head back to my halls with the holy white paper package, rushing to my room, not wasting a single second. As I entered my room, I lunged my backpack on my bed and gently laid my package on my desk, as a mother would lay her child in a cradle. I took my seat in front of my desk, with the holy package now sitting in front of me. Hesitant to open the package at first, I quickly bring myself to open it, and when I did, I was blessed with aromas one could only dream of. The smell travelled fast and it was immaculate. The divine smell of the chicken, with a hint of spices that searched your nose, put me in a state of sudden ecstasy.. Finally, the time had come to ingest the chicken. Picking up the chicken, I lifted it just under my nose and found my euphoric sensations were enhanced by a million. After a moment of just pure happiness, I lifted it in front of my eyes for one final viewing of the chicken. The gold, crispy skin called out to me, like a sea of gold, however, unlike the sea of gold, the chicken had a value worthless to the material world, but everything to a single entities spiritual conduct. Mustering the courage, I took a bite and, to put this into words, I felt as if I had discovered the feeling of the afterlife. The crispy skin juxtaposed the juicy and succulent white meat of the chicken, creating on my pallet a ying and yang feeling of complete balance and harmony. My tear-filled eyes saw as the juices of the white meat teased me as it sat in the chicken, daring me to take another bite. Before I knew it, it was just bones left. I was changed. Come to think of it, I was never a spiritual person, but this experienced changed my view on everything. I was once blind, but now I am able to see. I was once lost, but now I am found.
Sensational Chicken is more than just sensational; its a gift from the Gods, its happiness in a physical form, its true balance and, most importantly, it's without a doubt the tastiest fried chicken the foreseeable universe can ever bless their mortal pallets with. read more
