And T makes stellar fried chicken. He learned how from his grandmother (or was it one of her daughters: his aunt or his mother?) Whoever this wonderful person was, I am forever grateful. Because I get to eat the best fried chicken in the world.
Here is our facsimile of my grandmother-in-law’s recipe for buttermilk fried chicken. T made a couple of changes the other night though. Instead of adding the spices to the flour, he added them to the yoghurt (we didn’t have any buttermilk) and marinated the chicken in spiced yoghurt.
click on images to see more photos of fried chicken, biscuits and onion gravy
While T slaved over the hot stove, I made the biscuits.
And then we served everthing with steamed green beans. Our dinner was spectacular! I want fried chicken and biscuits EVERY night!