The spirit of competition runs fairly strong through my family — would you expect anything less from seven siblings? But while some people compete in soccer or Monopoly or math, we compete in fried chicken.
Okay, maybe I’m the only one competing. You don’t exactly need to buy a whole chicken from the farmers’ market and break it down yourself for your fried chicken to taste good. But my sister had told me she’d recently made a batch of fried chicken, and I knew I had to try it too.






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