If you've been following me for the last several years (and let's face it, who hasn't been?) then you know we recently moved back to the South after 8 years in the GMO cornfields of the Mid-West. Shortly after I moved to Indiana, at the ripe age of 26, I had my cholesterol panel drawn. What? Why the confused face? I mean every hypochondriac knows that any and all blood panels are the way to go when you first meet your new Dr. (read-I may or may not have thought I was dying of one or more fatal diseases) And he only confirmed my hyperactive imagination when he mentioned these evil little acronyms. You know- HDL, LDL? Yea, me either. Let's just leave all the medical jargon to Medical Mama. We aren't scientists!
I was quite surprised to find out that my bad cholesterol and triglycerides were borderline high. I felt tricked and disillusioned- probably similar to how Paula Deen's fan club felt when they found out she had diabetes. You mean you can't sip butter through a straw or eat deep fried Oreo's all day long? Dang it. Some things just can't happen until heaven people.
I don't think I ever made some epic decision to change my French fry loving ways but over time something changed. You see, unless you were at the State Fair, deep frying just wasn't a way of cooking it up in Indiana. (If you happen to know that it indeed is and I missed out on deep fried corn or the like, please send me the address and telephone number of this kindred spirit ASAP)
So, I began shopping at Trader Joe's and converted to an all vegetarian lifestyle (much to the chagrin of my hamburger lovin' husband) A couple of two buck chucks, smoked salmon and soft cheeses later, I was healed! My numbers came back normal and with time, they continued to get better.
Man, what a cliffhanger! Insert sigh of relief.
Fast forward to current day. We are back in the South and I don't know what is more in abundance- barbeque or fried food. But, for the purpose of this blog, let's say fried food. Greater good people. Greater good. So, clearly, if I want to have a healthy heart, normal blood sugar levels and a lack of colon spasms, then I can't partake on a consistent basis. So, I have to make do. I know, I know, growing up is no fun!
One random day in the exciting life of Karin, I was craving chicken strips and onion rings. So, like any obsessive personality would do, I put my fingers to the keyboard and began furiously researching recipes. Picture Russell Crowe in a Beautiful Mind but with a lap top, You Tube clips and Google images of batter and grease. I narrowed my options down, found a finger lickin' good recipe and tweaked it a little to make homemade "fried chicken" and "fried onion rings." ( I feel like those quotation marks would have so much more significance if they were air quotes and in person. What do you think?)
So, I channeled my inner Julia Childs and began whipping up coconut oil and spice genius. As with the broccoli pizza the hubs approved of the end result and to me that is my measure of success. So enough suspense. On to the recipe!
1 Vidalia onion (cut in thick rings)
1 lb of organic chicken tenders
Egg whites (just enough in bowl for batter)
Tony Chevre spices (or any spices you like)
A tad bit of coconut flour to thicken (this step is not necessary)
Coconut oil for frying
Mix your egg whites and seasonings to form batter. You will need a significant amount of spices to thicken. You will think you are using too much but you aren't. (Yes, I am not just a writer and cook but am also good at mind reading. Some people just have it all don't they?)
Bake your chicken on 400 for about 30-40 minutes
Cut your onion in thick rings
Put coconut oil in pan and let melt. Use a good amount for frying.
Dip your rings and chicken in the batter and fry.
It really is a simple recipe. Don't let words like coconut oil scare you. It's easy and delicious! Oh and don't say I never did anything for you!
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Awesome recipes for healthy living.