When I went out to that buffet last Friday night, I think my favorite item there, other than the yummy ice cream guy behind the counter (he was ugly as hell; I’m only saying yummy because he held ice cream), was something called Honey Chicken.
I think it was flash fried, then gouped up with this thick, sickly-sweet sauce. OhmyGod, it was so good.
I wish I knew how they made it to taste so delicious. The only thing I can think of is that they reversed engineered happiness and turned it into a food. *shrug*