You know by now how much we love making our own food and coming up with different recipes. Well the other night we knew we were having skinless chicken breasts, this meant they were to be coated in something. Into the pantry we went and there was a box of cornbread crackers. Instantly I notice the light bulb over my boyfriends head and I know that now is the time for me to head out of the kitchen.
Yes I actually don't partake in much of the preparing of the foods. Give me the steaming bags and off the microwave I go, yes you can occasionally find me actually boiling the veggies or stirring something that came out of a bag or box, but that's it. Off he was making his cornbread chicken and I made green beans, stuffing and potatoes. When he opened the oven it smelled like KFC. We both looked at each other and freaked out.
I no longer eat KFC. I've seen to many of their cruelty videos and I just can't do it anymore. Their brand is now associated with torture to me and nothing is going to change that anymore regardless of whether they do it or not. Giving the chance to finally smell something familiar to KFC and having it homemade made me drool.
Here is his plate, mine was much smaller than that, but he can eat anything and never gain a pound! Yes ladies I am completely jealous of him, but his cooking skills are FANTASTIC!
He wants to try to make this again so the recipe will be coming soon. For now I will just leave you to drool.