biography: my favorite restaurant

As my favorite restaurant is one I no longer get to visit, this is very difficulty for me (and my stomach) to write about.

My favorite restaurant is Ji The Chicken Shop, but it is located in the UK, so I never get to eat there anymore.

Although this restaurant isn't fancy or anything, it serves my favorite food--chicken strips. Yes, I'm an adult and my favorite foods are chicken strips and chicken nuggets. So what?

But, at Ji's, their chicken strips are not normal chicken strips. At the restaurant, they have all these different powered seasoning you can put on your chicken and/or fries. They have a seasoning there called plum seasoning that is sort of sweet and savory at the same time, and it makes both aspects of the meal AMAZING. I swear I think about this chicken at LEAST once a week.

Not only do I love this restaurant, I love the memories I have here. My friend Emely and I would go the Ji's once a week, sometimes more. We would sit in there for a long time enjoying our food and time together. I miss Emely dearly, but I think I might miss the chicken more. The times I had here I will cherish forever, and I hope to return soon.

(Image information: Ji's employee sprinkling plum seasoning on
fries obtained from Ji's Chicken)

Note: Food holds a lot of memories, and this is one of my fondest. I so badly wish to go back to the UK and eat here with my friends one more time.

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