Fried chicken needs no fancy word to convince you that it’s good stuff. Juicy succulent chicken meat, encased in a salty, crispy crackling – in ten words or less, your mouth is already watering. Yeah, I’ve got your number.
As a mom, I did my best. I tried to feed my kids nutritious food, get them into healthy lifetime habits. And yeah, maybe I spoiled them with high-falutin’ products, as I thought I was doing them a favor.
One day, my 8 year old son went out to work cattle with my brother. My son was hot and sweaty, so he asked if there was any chilled Perrier available. After stunned silence, followed by some deep, cowboy style belly laughs, I think they gave him a tin cup and pointed him towards a water trough.
Our favorite restaurant when the kids were toddlers was a sushi place. Sometimes we would go out for Chinese food. Or we would stay at home and have our usual beans and rice. I had a breakthrough moment when I realized that my boys’ version of comfort food was hot green tea, a chilled mineral water and a California roll.
I realized I wasn’t sharing my food memories with them. The good stuff that I grew up eating was pushed aside for products I assumed were better for them. But what good is living on a ranch in Texas if you don’t grow up with a hankerin’ for fried chicken? I went in search of my skillet.
I learned how to fry chicken next to my mother and grandmothers. My great grandmother’s fried chicken was legendary. Every so often one of the ladies in my family would light a fire under the ol’ frying pan, and sizzle up a batch of legs and thighs. Cream gravy, freshly made biscuits, mashed potatoes, green peas, iced tea with fresh mint served next to a crispy mound of battered dipped chicken livers would definitely be my Last Supper request, if my life ever came to that.
As a matter of Texan pride, I just can’t allow my legacy to be a bunch of sons who daydream about a banana chia smoothie, just like Mom made. After I’m gone, those boys better be dreaming of fried chicken and biscuits.
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