A first.

Marinated in buttermilk. Then dredged in seasoned flour and fried in a cast iron pan on the Big Green Egg. Rather high up on the goodness scale.

NB: Buttermilk is becoming my secret ingredient—it's a key component of my World Famous Waffles, and now of fried chicken. However, I will never, under any circumstances, eat a waffle-clad chicken sandwich.

Lovely day. Pax and I did the big loop in bright sun, and I was carrying my hat and vest on the homeward leg. The two of us also got in a good bike ride to the prairie, and after that I got in a good solo bike ride, hither and yon, at high speed.

By the time the grill was fired up. clouds had moved in, a wind had come up, and the temperature had dropped. Rain in the forecast again.