What’s in a break? Farewell Food #4

The final stop on my farewell tour was also one of my most guilty pleasures.

KFC.

In my opinion, there is no greater joy in life than a hung-over trip to KFC to ‘do the Dew’ as my friend (and graphic designer) Kim and I enjoyed doing on our weekends together.

There is something so beautiful about the grease of KFC when you have a filthy, debilitating hangover while at work.

As I will never have to work a weekend again, the odds of having a hardcore hangover (a mid-week little-too-much-wine-headache will still happen in an office job, I’m sure) at work are dramatically decreased and the power of the grease will no longer be required…at work.

To keep as faithful to the lunchbreak as I could, I overindulged in a combination of wine and beer the night before my planned journey to KFC, a sure fire way of ending up with a hangover.

Like I had planned (?), I awoke the next morning with a nastier than normal hangover and an overwhelming urge for KFC.

I was in the right frame of mind for our farewell.

After four hours of absolute torture, I went on my break and ordered an upsized (I couldn’t have breakfast due to my concern that I couldn’t keep it down) Ultimate Burger Meal and a Mountain Dew.

My stomach was filled with grease, my heart was filled with fear for it’s future and I was overcome with pure, unbridled joy.

I think it is KFC, that I will miss the most. Remember me when you do the Dew Kim.

I’m potentially two kilos heavier now that I have farewelled my favourite foods, however that doesn’t matter…it was for nostalgia’s sake.

I will miss you endless fast-food options.