THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

A huge sign shows Flav in head-to-toe orange regalia, brandishing bling rings and flashing his trademark gold-capped grimace. Parked cars snake around the block.  “The secret is putting love into your food,” says Flav. “I season the meat first, then I let the meat season the breading.” He won’t tell me what’s in the seasoning, guarding the ingredients as a kind of trade secret. “You can go to the Colonel, you can ask him what he put in his recipe. He ain’t going to tell you,” he says. “So you come to FFC — Flav’s Fried Chicken — ask Flav, what does he put in his recipe?” He pauses. “He ain’t going to tell you, either.”

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