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At lunch, someone offer me some suspicious looking chips. No stranger to the kitchen, I immediately notices it was a skin of some beast. However, I asked what was it and she said, chicken skin. I turn her kindness down graciously. Immediately in my mind, I thought: oh my god! It is so unhealthy and barbaric, how can you eat fried chicken skin for lunch? When I was younger and living in a small village in Malaysia, wild boar, turtle, iguana all tasted so delicious, since when I became so pretentious? Has growing up has anything to do with it? Or the American lifestyle was the culprit? I bet they were delicious. Meanwhile, I have the image of Emeril Lagasse eating chicken skins came into my mind. I bet he loves it as he advocate the use of pork lard in cooking.
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