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At Atria's I have SO many incomplete blog posts that it's laughable. They're incomplete because I'll start writing them and then life happens. They're incomplete because in between my inspiration for the post and editing it, I realized that I had a sponsored post to complete. They're incomplete because some national event took precedence. They're incomplete because I realized that we needed milk, eggs, or some other essential and I just forgot about it. There are so many explanations about why they're incomplete that I could devote an entire series of posts to that. Instead, I'd like to share a post from several years ago about how my kids messed up my grandmother's birthday dinner...

Friday Tip: National Fried Chicken Day!

I was watching the Today Show this morning and I learned something.  Apparently today is National Fried Chicken Day. To think that "they" (whoever "they" are) had the wisdom to create a holiday to honor my favorite childhood food.

I can tell my life's story through my experiences with fried chicken.

As a kid, I liked Kentucky Fried Chicken and Church's Chicken. When I went to LA in 2001, I had to try Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles

I really enjoyed my fried chicken.  However, I haven't had it since I was pregnant and craved it constantly.  My tastes have changed. I am more of a sushi girl.  Don't judge me... Also, I realized that eating fried chicken regular isn't good for my waistline.  That being said, sometimes I think about my mom's fried chicken and it makes me smile.

When my sister and I were little, we would have picnics in Highland Park in Rochester, New York.  She used to make fried chicken and potato salad and bake a Sara Lee Apple Pie.  We would go to the park after church, eat our lunch and roll down the hill.  Those were good times!

She hasn't made fried chicken in a really long time.  I hope that you celebrate National Fried Chicken Day in your own way!
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