Fried Chicken is a way of life in my homeland, the deep south. It is as prevalent as football, humidity, mama ‘n them, and monograms. So when we went Gluten Free I quickly realized I had a cultural crisis on my hands. Plus, I won over hubby’s heart with a big plate of fried chicken, ya’ll. Crisis averted. Here’s the go-to recipe. My Aunt Margie Claire taught me the secret is thoroughly salting right as you pull from the oven.