There is a tradition at my house. On Derby Day, we eat fried chicken and drink Mint Juleps.



To be clear, I live in Charlotte, North Carolina. I'm not even from Louisville. Maybe its because my brother Nick is a chef there and The Derby is a pretty significant event in his world. More likely, its because it is associated with a pretty good (and rather unusual) drink.



So on Derby Day, we eat fried chicken and drink Mint Juleps.



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