No, I'm not in Wakayama. This chain just happened to have a stall nearby. The karaage was supposed to have been some fried chicken Grand Prix Gold winner, but I couldn't really detect much given that these pieces were not fried to order and had been sitting around for a while. The thing I did like though was in the black bag underneath: giant sheets of fried chicken skin. They were crispy and delicious.
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