A BBQ Chicken Rescue
A few years ago when my kids were younger, we stopped at a local barbecue chicken place to buy some dinner. The kids were tired and grumpy. My youngest was adamant that she did NOT want chicken for dinner and fully refused to get out of the car. A man walked up and asked if I’d like a chicken he had just bought. He explained that his friend owned the shop and he had stopped to say hi but felt weird not buying something. He already had dinner plans. I gratefully accepted! This RAK made me feel happy for days!