DEEP FRIED LOVE

Fried chicken is my kryptonite, and that's assuming that, I am super in some way. So, let's just say, fried chicken is my weakness. Upon, indulging in my love affair for fried chicken, I stumbled upon an epiphany of sorts. I can remember, as a child, fried chicken was a staple in our house. We frequently brought home fried chicken from Church's, and on very special occasions, my mom would make homemade fried chicken. So my passion, for fried chicken runs deep. Now, I've had chicken fried steak, fried pork chops, fried shrimp, fried catfish, etc., but none of it appeals to my palate like fried chicken. What was I talkin about? Oh yeah, the epiphany! So, one day, I really had a taste for fried chicken, and was at the grocery store. I didn't really have the time to get it from a fried chicken restaurant, and I'm not that good at making it myself, so, I wandered over to the deli and bought a few pieces there. It wasn't the best of choices. Some of the chicken was undercooked, and some of the pieces, were pretty dried out, and hard to chew. I don't think there was a single piece of chicken that actually tasted good, that day. Here's the kicker tho...I ate it anyway, the edible pieces anyway, regardless of how it tasted.

Now, many may cringe at the thought of that, however, I didn't really get bothered by it. There's many factors that affected why I ate that chicken, despite the circumstances. The first of those factors was, I was hungry. There were other factors, like; I really had a taste for chicken, I paid money for it, and, growing up, we didn't waste food. This is right about the time, when the epiphany hit me, because at the end of that terrible experience with my favorite dish, I still wanted my fried chicken. I was really looking forward to it, and it had been completely ruined, yet, I still had this lustful taste for it. The experience did not ruin my taste. The experience did not ruin my love. The experience, if anything only increased my desire for, that seductive and tasty treat, fried chicken. I guess you could say, I am a "fiend", for fried chicken. The lesson I learned from this, when I thought about it, is; this is how I feel about my creativity. I never stop feeling the necessity to create, because I love doing it. I'm never satisfied, or full, so to speak. Even, if I have a horrible experience in my endeavor to create, it does not stop me from wanting to create something from my imagination. This is a lot like eating fried chicken. Sometimes, it's like eating at Bubba's, and it's so good, that it surprises the hell out of you. Sometimes, it's like eating at the grocery store, and either just good enough, or, it's terrible. However, it never ever stops the craving. Regardless of the turnout, I feel that the craving will never subside, and the same deep love that I have for fried chicken, will exist in my creativity as well.

If I can find satisfaction in something I've eaten since childhood, then, I will find satisfaction in something I've done since childhood as well. Creativity is in me, and, has become part of who I am. It will always be there, and I will always love it. I am a fiend, without a doubt.    -  925