So, we settled for the next best thing – crispy fried chicken with paper-thin skin that was so crisp it melts in the mouth beautifully. There were five of us; hence, we figured a small would not be enough. We settled for the large instead, and bear in mind that this was after our sake steamboat rampage. But in our defence, they didn't have a medium and one of us just joined dinner. Of course, we finished every single juicy and five spice-spiked piece of it including every last slurp of the hor fun. We used too much energy from laughing what. Ok, that's all.