"Can't Nobody Fry Chicken Like My Momma"

When Scott and I first met he said "Can't nobody fry chicken or make biscuits like my momma.."

My response was "Why try? Just setting myself up for failure."

But as time went on, his mother fried chicken less and less.

So after nearly 10 years of marriage, she offered to teach me how she does it. Mainly because Scott's brother wanted to know how to do it.

I can't give away the secrets of the "ancient family recipe" but we did take some pictures of this historic event.

I was too late for the first couple of steps....




Apparently sampling as you cook is a must!



Now the biscuits...




And now the gravy...




And what was the rest of the folks doing while we were cooking????




Almost ready...

Where's the clean up crew?????

Does this look like they are cleaning???
Finally got Scott to carry out the scraps. (By the way, I was drying the dishes and sweeping)