So, story time.

When I was in England back in 2008-10, I liked to go to a restaurant called Nando's. You know what, I tried to live on chicken alone.

One of the most amusing memories was watching my English colleagues having a hard time even trying out the mild sauce they have there. I said English because the Scots were fine with going all the way with the sauce.

These days, I still reminisce the dishes from Nando's. Unfortunately, the closest one to me is in Calgary, Alberta, and I'm not about to drive out that far north to taste it again. It's too bad the next closest ones are not any closer either in Chicago and British Columbia.

Anyways.