Titling these posts is becoming a real stretch, and gives me empathy for those coming up with the actual product names. It must be an endlessly depressing meeting: the highs as a new mangled name is thought of, the lows as it is discovered to already be copyrighted.
Anyway, we’re back in the realm of faux chicken, specifically Fry’s Artisan Southern-Style Tenders.
After checking into our hotel in Bangkok, we were ravenous and popped to a place we had spotted round the corner for lunch.
I feel bad.
I have not written a post in two months, and I’ve barely written any this year.
It’s not that I don’t have anything to post about, nor that I don’t have the time. I just don’t seem to have gotten around to it.
My crapness aside, let’s talk about Street Feast.
