O.K. So we have approximately 48 hours of summer this weekend, so get out the lawnmowers and sort out that neglected back garden to make way for a barbecue to remember or have a picnic and bring these beauties along.
Now I’ve never been one for fast food pre and post gluten intolerance so it’s one thing I didn’t really miss when I stopped eating gluten but there’s something about hot summer days and a bucket of fried chicken that go hand in hand. The only problem with that idyllic image is the fact that fried chicken needs to take a bath in breadcrumbs and/or flour to get it’s lovely coated crumb. Not any more….