Refried the chicken which Karen gave me (damn the artery-clogging cholesterol and all the other medical conditions which are associated with the consumption of oil). Okay, to be totally honest, I threw the pieces of chicken into the pan and ran away because I was afraid that the oil would burn me. Got Keat to help me turn the chicken pieces over. Lol. I am such a wussy when it involves hot oil and food which needs to be fried. I love my house mates, really.