I like the thought of KFC, a childhood memory.
We moved into a new house, again, roof was leaking, it was cold, we lost everything, had no furniture, there was no power, there was no gas. Dad made a table from the moving boxes in the middle of the room and said he has a surprise. We were tired, scared, confused... . I still remember the joy on our faces when we smelled the food. It was not bread. It was not pap. It was nice rice. It was not soup. It was this crunchy, juicy, crispy warm chicken and fries with lots of tamato sauce. Oil on our clothes, faces, floor... Everywhere.. KFC. Wow....
So that memory got stuck somewhere and I still go out and get KFC now and then.... But afterwords I regret it, feel sick and it just not the same.
The best you can do for your family is create memories with a Philips Airfryer.