I wrote
this post on a Friday. But it wouldn’t have be incorrect to spell it Fryday,
because this is a post on You Are My Chicken Fry, from Rock Dancer
(1995).
With the advent of social media, the phrase food porn entered our lexicon, but there’s no two ways about the fact that this song, which Indeevar penned, that could’ve been described using it.
It wasn’t just composed, but also rendered by Bappi Lahiri, a firm believer in the idiom, “Ghar ki murgi dal barabar”.
He was joined behind the microphone by Shweta Shetty.
With the advent of social media, the phrase food porn entered our lexicon, but there’s no two ways about the fact that this song, which Indeevar penned, that could’ve been described using it.
It wasn’t just composed, but also rendered by Bappi Lahiri, a firm believer in the idiom, “Ghar ki murgi dal barabar”.
He was joined behind the microphone by Shweta Shetty.
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