Pickles on a fried chicken sandwich are-well, let’s use an analogy with which we’re all familiar: Pickles on that sandwich are the Vespone character in Pergolesi’s La serva padrona, a minor character who’s critical to the advancement of the plot. They tickle the palate and prevent it from becoming too lazy, luxuriating in all that salty, crispy hot lushness. Those pickles perform a critical, yeoman’s task, cutting through the rich, fried fattiness of the battered chicken. While it might seem an afterthought, it is anything but. What would the Reuben be without a triangle javelin of dill? Or the Chicago dog without its piquant spear nestled beside the pup and that neon relish? So it is with the fried chicken sandwich, a current culinary shiny object, and the accompanying pickle. Consider the pickle and its relationship with the fried chicken sandwich.
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