No idea why I was thinking of this today, but I used to love these things:
And especially these (to eat, not to play with):
I’m hungry at the moment. I don’t know what it was about the old chicken tenders from BK that I adored so much. Could it be that woven basket, comforting appearance of the package? Or maybe it was just that they were loaded with salt and grease and shit loads of chemicals, possibly plastics and other things that have since been (hopefully) banned from foods. Hmm…
Posted on November 5th 2011 in Journal