Today’s mall trip was about getting shirts, but here’s a plot twist: Korean fried chicken happened. I went in looking for cotton and came out tasting crunch. After scoping out a few stores, I found myself standing in front of this Korean fried chicken joint. It’s the kind of place you might stroll by, but the smell just wouldn’t let me.
So, I grabbed a seat. On the table: a stack of fried chicken that crunched with every bite, with a side of tangy kimchi adding a kick that my shopping spree lacked. It was less about the shirts I came for and more about the simple pleasure of a good meal interrupting the day. Sometimes, it’s these unplanned moments that make a day memorable.
And yeah, I did end up buying some shirts after all, but the crispy detour was the highlight. Who knew a day of errands could taste so good?