I believe a recent post served to misrepresent who I am. That is to say, a deep fryer. I do come from a long line of fried food lovers, but my recent foray into fried chicken was perhaps only the second frying incident I can remember since I reached the age of majority. (Yes, I was a child fryer; in my middle school years I helped my mom make pooris.)
Today, we had guests over for lunch, so I decided to test my fried chicken recipe in the oven. Apparently, helping my family into heart disease is one thing, but company is another. This recipe is basically a step up from the 70s housewife recipe, Corn Flake Chicken, so it was not surprising that it worked. What was surprising was the fact that the oven baked chicken was much tastier than the fried chicken. Forget the cleaning and artery clogging, go with oven baked.