the essence

Last week Ray was wanting a "real" meal. Real unhealthy, that is. He was wanting fried chicken & mashed potatoes like my grandmother in Kentucky makes.

I decided to try & make him happy with this & attempted some fried chicken. The mashed potatoes are easy; add enough butter & half & half & they'll taste pretty good. But, I had never fried anything in my life. That doesn't really surprise you, now does it? While I enjoy fried & "bad" food I try not to actually make it myself (if its in the house I probably won't do a very good job resisting temptation.

Anyway, I was in a rush so I just winged it. Not that frying was difficult, but still a bit messy when you've never done it before.

I must admit, it didn't turn out too bad. Ray was very happy, too.