Of course I don't deep fry anything. But this was interesting to me.

While I was waiting to get the oil and filters changed in my car I sat
outside enjoying the decidedly sunny non-holiday weather (84°F). There
was an elderly gentleman sitting outside. I asked if he's loving this
hot weather. He said oh, man! It's great!

Turns out he went on a church tour/shopping trip to Pennsylvania Dutch
(Amish) country. They left just before a big snowstorm hit. He said it
was 18°F there! (People this far south don't generally own really heavy
coats.) I'm sure it felt good for him to get back here to warmer, if
not hot, temperatures.

I had to chuckle. He said, "I'm a black man. Been around fried chicken
all my life. I've *never* tasted fried chicken as good as I got in
Pennsylvania!"

I googled for some recipes for Amish fried chicken. Apparently soaking
the chicken pieces in buttermilk is the key. I've heard about this for
years, but since I don't fry chicken... <shrug>

Some might say buttermilk is a "southern thing". <shrug> My father
(born in and mostly raised in Pennsylvania or western Ohio, in Penna
Dutch country) grew up with buttermilk. Me, having lived most of my
adult life in the South, not so much.

Jill