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Updated: Aug 6, 2021

In 1961, I was in a Greyhound bus station in Buffalo, New York. I had a couple of hours before my bus would leave, so I decided to have lunch at the counter of a small diner in the station. As I perused the menu, I came across an entree for fried chicken. It said that it was a recipe called Kentucky Fried Chicken created by someone named Harlan Sanders. I ordered it, not realizing I was part of an experiment that would one day be franchised all over the world.

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