By Alexis Abel

My friend Katie is no chicken. In May, she graduated with a masters in English literature. In June, she’ll fly to Turkey to study abroad and in August, she’ll move to Minnesota to begin her Ph.D. program. I’ve known Katie since we edited each others’ stories in an undergraduate class years ago. Though the stories were rife with melodrama, the friendship wasn’t, and Katie and I became fast friends.
So when I invited her over for dinner last week to celebrate her graduation, I offered to cook whatever her heart desired. However, I got a bit, well, chicken, when she asked me to cook fried chicken.
Being no stranger to culinary experiments, I accepted the challenge. I turned to the proper Southern mentors for some inspiration: technical epicure Alton Brown and butter-lovin’ Paula Deen. I also looked to a recipe by
Cooks Illustrated. In the end, the technique I used was a combination of several recipes. Plan ahead: the recipe requires several days of non-active prep work, though it could be done in as little as two.
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