Crisp, golden brown, fried chicken! There was nothing so delicious as Mother’s fried chicken. Fortunately for her family, Mother loved chicken and the price was right. Sometimes she could get it for Twenty-five cents a pound, so we got lots of fried chicken. Paired with mashed potatoes , gravy, and biscuits, it was a mouth watering meal. With five kids around the table, that chicken disappeared in a heartbeat. The added treat was the scrambles left on the platter. Thanks Mother!
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Oh such a tease! I am salivating fried chicken now! But, what? No recipe?
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My Mother coated chicken in flour with salt, pepper, and garlic powder. She deep fried in Crisco at 350 degrees. Seven minutes on each side.
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When I was a kid, I considered chicken a treat. We didn’t have it very often — not as often as I would have liked, anyway — because Daddy preferred steak, and Mom was always trying to keep Daddy happy. I hated steak because it was tough and hard to chew, so whenever we had chicken, it felt like a luxury to me.
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I loved it so much. I cook it once in a while for a treat. We all know it’s terrible for us. There’s no comparison between home cooked and bought.
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There is something about being raised with roasted chicken, fried chicken, cold chicken, or any type of chicken that appeals to me, and many others too..
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We had lots of chicken. I still love it. Chicken is just good home food.
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My memories are of a Lancashire Hotpot with a suet crust pastry followed by a wimbury pie with custard. Even the thought is making me drool. Hugs
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I need to look those up. Must have been so good.
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Wimberries compare to our blueberries. I just picked blueberries at a farm two days ago! It was a good day!
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