In case she hasn’t mentioned it, Simran is rather obsessed with fried chicken. It’s not unusual for me to get fried chicken-related text messages with her latest finds. These usually pop up on my phone while I’m diligently eating a plain jane salad or trying to get my family excited about eating unexciting leftovers. So on a recent trek to the East Bay we made a mandatory stop at Oakland’s Bakesale Betty to enjoy one of their famous fried chicken sandwiches. The fact that I had never been there was a bit of a shocker for Simran and I think she felt it was her duty as a friend to correct that problem ASAP.