Hot Honey Mustard

Like many kids, I grew up on a diet of chicken tenders and french fries. It wasn’t my mama’s fault. She tried relentlessly to get me to eat anything other than fried chicken, saying if I didn’t start eating different foods I’d grow feathers out of my ears. I’ve since grown out of my chicken-fingers-only diet, but based on the number of chicken recipes I’ve included in this book (it’s twelve, but who’s counting?), the jury is still out on whether or not I’ll start sprouting feathers. In all