Can I just tell you how spoiled I am? This weekend, we were in the grocery store and I said, “It would be cool to have, like, a gourmet chicken fried chicken.” And, like always, Merrin said, “OK.”
Now, she’s never made it before – but I just enjoyed the absolute world’s best chicken fried chicken EVER. EVER … EVER EVER. I *love* southern food and – I’m telling you – I would have paid boo-coo bucks for this. So, *so* good.
You just don’t even know.