
When Scottish poet Robert Burns wrote his famous line about the best-laid plans often going awry, I doubt he had fried chicken in mind. The plan that went awry? Eating at Betty’s Crispy Chicken.
Well, the food was consumed. But the location changed. When planning to go, I hadn’t expected to be ill and Limassol to be engulfed in dust, even though the latter is becoming increasingly frequent. So, we






