Earlier this month, I received a notification from Twitter congratulating me on my ten-year anniversary as a member. The email featured an image depicting balloons, party hats, a cake and virtual exploding fireworks.
In November 2018, I caused an international crisis.
As a young Muslim growing up in Britain, fried chicken shops have played an important role in my life. At a time when my school friends all ate McDonalds, Burger King and KFC, obscurely named fried chicken shops were the only spots selling halal alternatives to the Zinger and Whopper meals – a respite from days of eating daal, roti and saag.