HELLOoOOooooooOOOooooOOoOoOoooo CHURCH’S CHICKEN! We FINALLY meet again! Oh wait, they call it *Texas* Chicken everywhere else outside the good old U-S-of-A. I’ll be honest… I was looking for KFC and then you suddenly magically appeared out of nowhere as I passed MOS Burgers. KFC-what? It was immediately forgotten. Perfect…time for me to rekindle this LOVE with my favorite fried-chicken-fast-food. Let’s see if they have them infamous crazy Church’s specials… like US$ 2 for 3 piece leg and thighs… or US$ 3 for a 2-piece meal… or a freaking bucket without breaking the bank. DANGIT… they…don’t… =/ Church’s — I mean Texas Chicken — I’d always love you regardless of the price. You smacked Colonel Sanders so bad he’s still tossing and turning in his grave hurling obscenities at you. So as I ordered a 3 piece meal for about $ 10…I imagined another shoe falling atop that old man’s face with the subtitles«OWNED». It was crowded with little seats to spare(about a total of 40 seats or so) and snuggled into a seat with two random customers. I just smiled at them and couldn’t care any less what they think of my sudden intrusion… this CHICKEN is already chanting my NAME… you two… leave me alone now. X) I hate getting oil on my hands but today was an exception. I dug in like zombies would on a kill and fed like a boss. Oh Church’s, I-LOVE-YOU…I promise to never think of KFC again no matter how desperate I get.