Popcorn chicken

How do I know that our 2012 is going right so far?

I just went to Publix grocery to get Shade and Mayan some popcorn chicken for dinner. They’re addicted to the chunky breaded morsels of deep fried poultry.

So I go to the deli and say to the hair-netted matron behind the glass counter, “Pardon, Madam, but would you happen to have a large portion of your savory popcorn chicken.” I’m pretty sure I had a French accent.

She said, “Sorry, but we only have a small popcorn chicken. We have this large one, but it’s reserved for someone named Vincent.”

“Really! I’m Vincent!” I exclaimed. “My wife must have phoned in to order the large popcorn chicken.”

“Yeah, right!”

“No, really. I’m Vincent! Look, I have a text from my wife that says get a large popcorn chicken.”

“Can you show me ID?”


“Oh, that’s alright. Here you go.” And she hands me the chicken.

Well, that was easy. Nice of Aitza to call ahead.

When I get home, I asked Aitza, “Did you call Publix and order the popcorn chicken?”


So, some poor sad sack named Vincent is out a large popcorn chicken. But my kids are full and satisfied. Happy 2012!

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Julie Creus
    Jan 02, 2012 @ 22:46:19

    Wow, that’s so cool you couldn’t even MAKE THAT UP!! haha!


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