It’s battered in a blend of buttermilk, spices, and love, then fried until golden brown and crunchy. Nothing like that warms the soul like biting into a perfect piece of fried chicken.
So why do some of us hold shame about this staple food?
Chicken is spiritual for us, too. Traditionally, chickens were divinely significant and used in many West African religious rituals. Our people carried those spiritual beliefs across the Atlantic, where the “Sunday cluck” filled folks’ spirits with goodness alongside the word in many of our churches.