Fried Chicken Skin

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As I entered the office, a foil parcel awaited me atop a drawer, a familiar tradition among my colleagues. Although we were provided with complimentary meals at work, venturing to the staff cafeteria meant a 10-minute walk and a train ride, consuming a significant portion of our one-hour break. Consequently, we opted to bring food to the office, allowing us to enjoy our break together. Any surplus food was passed on to the next shift, exemplifying our camaraderie.

Wrapped in a layer of aluminum foil, the parcel aroused my excitement, for it could only mean one thing: fried chicken skin.

Near our office, there existed another cafeteria, albeit without complimentary meals. However, they sold an indulgent delight—sinfully crispy fried chicken skin meticulously wrapped in double layers of foil.

To those unacquainted with the concept of fried chicken skin, allow me to elaborate. It is precisely what the name suggests—chicken skin that has been deep-fried. While some may find it repulsive, they have simply yet to experience its divine taste. Imagine savoring the crispy, fatty portion of fried chicken devoid of meat or bone, bursting with flavor. Accompanied by a dipping sauce comprising sweet vinegar, chopped onions, and chilies, it embodies everything delightful in this peculiar world of ours.

It had been a while since I last indulged in these delectable treats. Remarkably, the demand for this culinary treasure was exceptionally high. The cafeteria would prepare five kilograms of fried chicken skin, and within minutes, they would be completely sold out. The prospect of savoring them once more filled me with anticipation. Recalling my previous encounter with fried chicken skin, during which I turned red due to a mild poultry allergy, did little to dampen my enthusiasm. I was determined to relish this delicacy once more.

Starting cautiously with a small piece, I made a pact with myself, vowing not to exceed five pieces. However, as promises often go, they are destined to be broken, and I, a gluttonous soul, succumbed to temptation. I consumed the crispy skin, one succulent piece after another, while simultaneously growing increasingly self-loathing. With each bite, I could almost envision my cholesterol levels rising like an obese phoenix.

Mountaineer George Mallory was once asked, "Why do you climb Mount Everest?" To which he famously replied, "Because it is there." In a similar vein, when queried, "Why do you continue to indulge in fried chicken skin despite its detrimental effects?" I echoed Mallory's sentiment.

For me, the act of eating extends beyond mere satiation or fulfilling daily nutritional requirements. I cease eating only when I am fully immersed in a state of self-hatred and shame. Thus, I implore you, to keep this delectable temptation at least two meters out of my wretched reach.

Alas, it was too late.

Let us now observe a moment of silence for that parcel of chicken skin, whose savory allure nearly enticed me to lick the crumbs off the foil. May it rest in peace within my digestive tract, with the fervent hope that it does not provoke an unwelcome allergic reaction this time. Cheers! 
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