If I love you, I’ll make you fried chicken.
My family’s recipe—which came from my grandma’s friend and originally called for evaporated milk—involves brining chicken overnight, coating each piece by hand, and frying the tenders in small batches, turning them over one by one in a makeshift deep fryer. It’s a true labor of love that’s well worth the work for that first crackling bite.
My mom and aunt are professional fried chicken makers at this point, having cooked up the family favorite for occasions big and small.
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