The pan is hot. A thin film of oil pours out of the bottle and rolls in the heat. A thin whiff of burning rolls up just in time to meet the cold chicken, dropped in with an angry splash of hot oil and a deafening roar of violence. A quick stir and it all settles in, gradually turning white as the chopped garlic starts to shove its pointed edges between the slices of meat.
Barataria - The work of Erik Hare 