I had a hormone induced CRAVING for something salty and fried this weekend. It was BAD, y’all. SO bad in fact that I went to the store at 9:30 at night to buy dill pickle chips and bring’em home to fry. Don’t you worry, I’m not preggo, it was just necessary.
If you are a woman you understand this. If you are man living with a woman you MIGHT know where I’m coming from. If you are a single man and have been that way for a while, you are probably judging me and I DON’T CARE!
My own huzband said “I can’t believe you are doing this so late at night. Aren’t you tired?” I screamed, waving my tongs in the air, “Dammit, you talk to me when you’ve had 3 babies in 4 years, just stopped breastfeeding and switched birth control pills!” He left me to eat my pickles in peace. (If you’re thinking I have no personal boundaries you’re wrong. The stuff I don’t tell y’all would give you nightmares…)
Here’s the recipe. Aunt LuLu can kiss it, I don’t even care if it’s hers. It’s just how I feel today, y’all.
You need dill pickle chips, all-purpose flour, Tony’s Creole Seasoning (don’t know Tony, I’m sorry for ya! But any Cajun seasoning will do.) Oil for frying. Ranch for dipping.
Mix 2 cups of flour in a gallon size Ziploc with a palm full of seasoning. Drain the pickle chips on a paper towel then add to Ziploc, shake until coated. Fry in oil until golden brown, fry in batches to prevent overcrowding in pan. Pickles will float when done. Drain on paper towels and serve with ranch…or try not to burn your mouth as you scarf them down straight outta the grease… whichever.
