KFC is a guilty pleasure of mine. Just the smell gets my stomach growling. But what’s inside that brown paper bag, well. The crispy, seasoned skin, which comes away so easily, and makes you savour every mouthful. A little salty, but it just makes you want more. The tender, juicy meat inside, slightly seasoned from the outer coating, but even more delicious dipped into the thick herby gravy. To me, every now and again, it’s heavenly. Ok. So it’s fried and totally naughty, so it isn’t a regular thing. But after a hard week, when I desperately crave a good film and takeaway snuggled up on the sofa, I do crave it. Like quite a lot. That’s why I decided I needed an alternative. A…
