“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” Ms. Lin is going to tell a bedtime story for the kids and they are taking a nap. Ms. Lin opened up the book and started to read. Long ago there was a… Continue Reading →

It’s hard to impress me with chicken. My father looks down and nods. I know. He says it quietly, Simply a recognition Of the fact That I’ve grown out of this world, Out of this cramped kitchen With the cherry… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” Ever since he was young Bobby had loved food. He had always been around cooking and the joy it brought. Since Bobby was young he could remember working in his family’s diner. It… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” he said as he clapped his hands together. “But this is delicious. The flavors work well together.” “Finally, some good food.” “Thank you, Chef,” I said, trying to keep my composure. “You are… Continue Reading →

The Last Course “It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” That was the first thing I said as I sat down. A stupid joke, something to fill the silence Mrs. May just smiled, watching me eat. There were about ten… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” That is what I murmured when I saw the waiter handing the plate to me. I don’t understand why my girlfriend insisted on taking me here. She knew I was no longer interested… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” you say, grinning as you scan the menu. It’s the same smirk you had when we were sixteen, when we used to ditch our last period, wandering the halls, talking about everything and… Continue Reading →

Cheap and Processed It’s hard to impress me with chicken, but I know they tried their best. Baked to perfection, just the right amount of seasoning but cheap and processed. A piece of flavorful plastic, sizzling on a large green… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” The critic slumped backwards, arms folded. “Try something a bit less… pedestrian. I’ll be back on Monday. You had better have something good for me then.” He stood up, leaving his food, and… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” It’s hard to impress me. With chickens? It may as well be the easiest thing in the world. When I first arrived in the valley, the very first thing I wanted to have… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” a grimacing judge muttered to his fellow judges on the panel. He tapped a pen on his clipboard, already bored with the performers, who hadn’t even walked onto the stage yet. Three measly… Continue Reading →

It’s hard to impress me with chicken. For many, chicken is a staple protein, a versatile ingredient that can be prepared in countless ways. My experiences with chicken have led me to believe that much of what is served, often… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” she said while looking down on the plate of chicken I made for her. “But, you managed to do it. This is some really really good chicken! The breading adds so much flavor… Continue Reading →

“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” said the officer, squinting under his cap in the afternoon sun of upstate New York, 1943. Back then, money wasn’t worth much unless it came in the form of something useful, Eggs, Firewood,… Continue Reading →

Here’s something a little lighter for this month. It’s one of those snippets that when I heard it, I just chuckled and kept walking. I was headed up 8th Avenue at 21st street when I heard two young women walking… Continue Reading →