Sunday, March 23, 2014

Sunday Go To Meeting Chicken

A fine old tradition throughout the “Rust Belt” was a Sunday Dinner of Fried Chicken. The smell and taste of this down home dish along with its close relatives of Mashed Potatoes, Pan gravy, maybe Corn on the cob or Green Peas will always bring memories of Sunday to slave.
As a child, my Great-Grandmother Elma would tell me how she had to stay at home on Sunday Mornings to cook this every week. Now her 11 siblings and parents went to Church. Her father, Daniel, a Civil War veteran didn't like this arrangement and her mother worried that it might mean Elma would never get to Heaven. But someone had to get the meal prepared for the family as well as for the various boarders who stayed with them. Elma got the job.
She would be the first to say that she was no great chef. The fact was she cooked because she was a woman and that's what women who were born in 1876 did! She cooked and sewed, even though her true joy in life was building! She taught me to hammer and saw and paint! As a woman in her 60's, she built an entire house by herself! (she did get some help when it came to lifting the rafters up) but she designed it, sawed the wood – no power tools either! She wired it and plumbed in the kitchen sink. She installed a wood burning stove for heat and hung windows to air it out in the summer.
She did this so she could rent it out and supplement her income during WWII! This was no tall tail, as a child I had been that house! Didn't all grandmothers do that sort of thing? I loved hearing how, on weekends she would love to get under her model T Ford and fill the grease caps and re-set the points. The “Ford” did not have a fuel pump so to climb any hills, she would have to back it up! A tear would come to her eye when she would tell me of how her third husband, Tom, made her promise to stop driving when he died. God, how I loved my “grandma”!
But anyway, lets get back to cooking. Eating fried chicken every week might taste good but it is not very healthy. So you can still have that crunchy goodness and not coat your throat with grease! This recipe uses good old corn flakes. Little did old Dr. Kellogg know! Yes, it is true that he invented the corn flake to “cure” young boys from masturbation. Not sure how this was supposed to work exactly. It sounds uncomfortable and very messy to say the least.
 slave hopes you try this excellent take on the old favorite:
Sunday Go To Meeting Chicken!



2½ lbs of boneless skinless chicken thighs
3 cups corn flakes
1 container of non fat plain Greek style yogurt
3 Tbs grated Parmesan cheese
1½ tsp dried basil
1½ tsp dried oregano
2½ tsp of Herb De Province

1 tsp Kosher salt
¼ tsp pepper
Vegetable oil spray


  1. Preheat oven to 400°F.
  2. Lightly spray a cooking rack and put it on a baking sheet pan that has been lined with parchment.
  3. In a medium bowl, stir together the yogurt and the seasonings
  4. In a separate mixing bowl, crush the corn flakes and mix in the Parmesan cheese.

  1. Set the bowls and baking pan in a row, assembly-line fashion: starting with the yogurt mix, then the corn flake mix, then the baking pan.
  2. Dip each piece of chicken into the yogurt mix, then roll the chicken in the crumb mix and place it in the baking rack.
  3. Once all pieces are breaded, lightly spray top of the chicken with vegetable oil spray.
  4. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes, or until an instant read thermometer reads 170 in the thickest part of a thigh.

Slave served this with home mashed potatoes because not only does Master prefer the taste, but it makes slave feel like it is really working to serve a home cooked meal. Even though a bottled gravy was used and some frozen mixed vegetables also appeared on the table – well slave is not a fanatic! ;-)

Happy to be serving my Master Indy
To satisfy and restore.
To nourish, support and maintain.
To gratify, spoil, comfort and please,
to nurture, assist, and sustain
..I cook!

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The Little Black Book of Indiscreet Recipes by Dan White via @amazon

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