I woke up from my Sunday nap craving fried chicken. I’m not the kind of person who has random food cravings (at least not since I stopped dieting), but I would chock this one up to my final month of pregnancy and a series of instagram photos of a friend’s friend chicken sandwich.
Why is it such a thing to post food photos on instagram? I honestly think it’s cruel to post photos of delicious looking food that I have no access too, especially seafood. Oh how I wish I lived on a coast so I could get fresh seafood…
But we’re not talking about seafood here, we’re talking about chicken. My craving for fried chicken to be specific. So I woke up from my Sunday nap and realized that
A. I had no access to fried chicken, and we had no plans to eat out.
In truth, I could have played the pregnancy card and sent my husband to get some, but there was also…
B. I know that deep fried foods don’t make me feel that great, and honestly, they usually aren’t worth eating.
So I decided to try making something that might satisfy my craving for crunchy, breaded, flavorful chicken with a few ingredients I happen to have on hand. The results were this recipe, which I absolutely adore. I served it with broccoli and roasted potatoes that Sunday night, and the next day added the leftovers to a salad. Both were phenomenal, and my husband loved it too. He had no idea that I used oat bran instead of bread crumbs for the “breading”.