Fried Pickles and a Duck in a Sweater
Jul01

Fried Pickles and a Duck in a Sweater

I think my first taste of a fried pickle was over ten years ago standing at the end of the bar in a downtown Louisville, Kentucky bar called The Pub. It was early afternoon, and stumbling on a new appetizer was exactly the door we wanted to open as we began the last day of our weekend Bourbon Excursion. These particular pickles were spears, which differ from my now more preferred chip variety and I believe that day the fried pickle...

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Oh My, Southern Fried
Apr13

Oh My, Southern Fried

Since moving to Charlotte, NC last year I have had a love affair with the way Southerners embrace their Southern Fried ways. Now I am no stranger to good fried food; I am from Barberton, Ohio after all, the Fried Chicken Capital of the World. But, let me tell you, chefs in this town take fried to a new level.   I am not talking about the State Fair, throw anything into a fryer variety, I am talking seriously delish goods. Probably my...

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