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Golden Baked Chicken -- The Recipe That Says You Are Home

Atlanta shut down. Schools closed. Offices closed. Churches closed. The world folded itself into houses and apartments and the space between four walls became the whole world. My school sent an email on Monday: "Effective immediately, all instruction moves to virtual. We don't know when we'll be back." I read it in my kitchen, standing at the counter, holding a cup of coffee that went cold while I stared at the words. This is real. This is happening. The world is closing and I am standing in a kitchen that is about to become a school and an office and a counseling center and a home for six people who need to eat three meals a day for an indefinite period.

Marcus and Jasmine shifted to virtual school from the dining table. Derek set up his laptop in the bedroom. I held my first virtual counseling session from the kitchen table, with a seventh grader named DeShawn who said, "Miss Washington, is everything going to be okay?" I said, "I don't know, baby. But I know that we're going to take care of each other." He said, "That's what my grandma says." I said, "Your grandma is right."

Derek and I haven't moved in together yet. The house closing is delayed — banks are scrambling, offices are closing, "probably" has become "eventually." But the lockdown clarified something that months of planning hadn't: we can't be in separate houses anymore. Not now. Not in a pandemic. Not when the fear is real and the children need all of their adults under one roof. So Derek moved in. Not officially. Not with boxes. With a suitcase and a laptop and Isaiah and Zoe. He moved into my three-bedroom townhouse with two children and the six of us are here now. Together. In a pandemic. In a kitchen that seats six if you push the chairs close.

I cooked dinner the first night — the night they arrived, suitcases in the hallway, kids wide-eyed and uncertain — I made Mama's fried chicken. The recipe that fixes everything. The recipe that says: you are home. You are safe. The table is set. Sit down. Eat. Be here. Six people in a three-bedroom townhouse during a pandemic, eating fried chicken at a table that seats six, and the table held us the way tables always hold us: completely, without judgment, with enough room for everyone. Because there is always enough room. There is always enough food. There is always enough table. Mama taught me that. I believe her now more than ever.

That first night — suitcases in the hallway, four kids wide-eyed and quiet, Derek and me exchanging a look that said we’ve got this even when we weren’t sure — I needed something that would fill the house with a smell they all recognized as safety. I didn’t fry because I wanted everyone at that table fast, not hovering over hot oil while the fear was still settling. So I baked it: golden, crispy, fragrant, and done in time for six people to sit down together and remember that the table still holds. This is the recipe I reached for, and the one I’ll keep reaching for.

Golden Baked Chicken

Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 45 min | Total Time: 1 hr | Servings: 6

Ingredients

  • 3 lbs bone-in, skin-on chicken pieces (drumsticks, thighs, and/or breasts)
  • 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons garlic powder
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons onion powder
  • 1 teaspoon smoked paprika
  • 1 teaspoon dried thyme
  • 1 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
  • 1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
  • 3 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil

Instructions

  1. Preheat. Heat oven to 425°F. Line a large rimmed baking sheet with foil and set a wire rack on top. Lightly coat the rack with cooking spray.
  2. Mix the coating. In a shallow bowl, whisk together flour, garlic powder, onion powder, smoked paprika, thyme, salt, black pepper, and cayenne until well combined.
  3. Prep the chicken. Pat chicken pieces thoroughly dry with paper towels — this is the key to a golden, crispy exterior. Brush each piece all over with the melted butter and olive oil mixture.
  4. Coat. Dredge each piece in the seasoned flour, pressing gently so it adheres on all sides. Shake off any excess and place on the prepared rack, skin side up.
  5. Bake. Bake for 40–45 minutes, until the skin is deep golden brown and an instant-read thermometer inserted into the thickest part reads 165°F. Do not flip the chicken during baking.
  6. Rest and serve. Let the chicken rest on the rack for 5 minutes before serving. Bring the whole pan to the table — there’s enough for everyone.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 390 | Protein: 34g | Fat: 22g | Carbs: 9g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 480mg

Tamika Washington
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Tamika Washington
Week 208 of Tamika’s 30-year story · Atlanta, Georgia
Tamika is a school counselor, a remarried mom of four in a blended family, and the daughter of a woman whose fried chicken could make you forget every bad day you ever had. She lost her mother Brenda to cancer, survived a bad first marriage, and rebuilt her life around a dinner table where six people sit down together every night — no phones, no exceptions. Her cooking is Southern soul food with a health twist, because she learned the hard way that loving your family means keeping them alive, too.

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