Posted on | June 1, 2011 | 4 Comments
I thought a lot of different things about my life once I graduated. I thought I would finish writing cover letters and applying for jobs. I thought I’d have at least one job interview at this point. I thought I’d go straight from school work to real work. I even thought I would take time to update this blog more frequently, to become inspired once more. I feel like I’m always apologizing for my lazy ways, but never find the will to actually change them. But here I am now with more food to share with you.
Ever since being diagnosed with Celiac Disease, I haven’t really frequented many fast food establishments. I’ll admit that Taco Bell does hold a special place in my heart and that McDonald’s is good for an order of large fries when time and options are lacking. But what I missed the most was Kentucky Fried Chicken with its flaky original recipe fried chicken and those seemingly synthetic but oddly pleasant mashed potatoes. It’s the guilty pleasures from my past that still pull at me even now that I’m nearing my fourth gluten-free anniversary.
So Mama was determined to make gluten-free fried chicken and mashed potatoes one weekend.
We used Choice Batter to coat our chicken. It’s certified gluten-free and made in a facility free of gluten, egg, dairy, nut, soy, shellfish, and fish. The batter is also said to absorb fifty percent less oil than most wheat-containing batters.
So after coating our chicken in egg and batter, Mama fried them up.
Alongside mashed potatoes made from our favorite Yukon gold potatoes, the fried chicken looked far more appetizing than this photo might depict–returning home also meant leaving the nice lighting of our apartment living room at Rider. While the meat was tender and juicy when your teeth sank in, the coating was crunchy, as as the batter claims, not very oily. My fingers came away with only crumbs, not with the slick sheen normally caused by fried foods of the greasy sort.
To be honest, it was better than KFC ever was (or at least how I’d built it up in my head during the past four years). Though we had a wonderful meal–and a plethora of leftovers–our Kentucky Fried Chicken dinner was incomplete without the biscuits. This will be our next challenge. I can’t wait.