Fried Chicken and Waffles at 30 Below
By this time I was deep into the Lillet, to the point where the entire waffle-making process escaped me. I don't have one photo of waffle making, but frankly it was inside and not all that exciting. Sorry, waffle makers. But lest you judge me for being lazy, please note that I was in charge of ice production and procurement. Though Fairbanks winters are certainly harsh, they do have their benefits. You can store extra meat and booze outside when the fridge is full, and you can make all the ice you want just outside your front door.
They put me in charge of ice.
This meal was actually my very first crack at eating chicken and waffles. I've had bites of Josh's here and there at various restaurants, but it's such an intimidating dish I never ordered it myself. Our Alaskan version was so supremely delicious that I returned to Texas with a real hankering to try it out around town. After all, if a bunch of New Yorkers and Midwesterners could produce something this amazing in Fairbanks, Alaska, I have to imagine a dish right here in Texas would knock my socks off. Any suggestions on the best FC&W around town? Leave them in the comments!
Voila! Hot from the outdoor oven.
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