The first meal I ever had at Granny Net's house was her fried chicken legs. I really hated to tell her that chicken legs grossed me out but I had a plan. I sat down and ate the kale, ate the fresh corn and taters. Then I stole a freshly gnawed on chicken leg bone from Chuck's plate and slapped it on my own. Yes, I lied. Don't you judge me either! Granny Net is one of the sweetest ladies I have ever met. Right up there with my own Mammish and that says alot.
Granny Net was all smiles when she saw that I "ate" her chicken. Then she plunked another one down on my plate. "One chicken leg isn't a meal. Have another." Busted! I knew I should have gone all green eggs and ham on her! I really don't like messy foods and chicken legs certainly fall into that category. You have to get in there and nibble and hunt for meat AND watch out for *gag* a tendon.
In true green eggs and ham fashion, I discovered that I really did like chicken legs. But only if Granny Net made them. Chuck spent a long long time on the phone with her getting a recipe that really isn't a recipe. Now I can reap the fruits of that labor anytime I bring home the legs. Yeehaw. My man can cook! I'm guessing that if we pester him enough he will post his recipe.
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The legs are BY FAR the best part!
The thighs are actually my favorite part (boneless and skinless cause thats how I roll) but these legs are too darn awesome. Even better is the fact that Chuck makes onion rings to go with it all. Very few rings actually make it to the table.
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