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Orange Chicken — Sweet Heat From the Heart of Orange Mound

July 2021. Memphis summer, 62 years old, and the heat wraps around Orange Mound like a wet blanket that nobody asked for but everybody wears because that is the deal you make when you live in the South. The smoker calls louder in summer — something about the heat amplifying the smoke, the way humidity amplifies everything in Memphis — and I answer, because answering is what pitmasters do.

Rosetta beside me through the week, steady as ever, the woman who runs this household with the precision of a hospital ward and the heart of a mother who has loved fiercely for 37 years of marriage. The BBQ class at the community center continues — students of all ages learning fire and smoke, and me learning that teaching is its own kind of cooking: you prepare, you present, you hope something sticks.

I made cornbread in the cast iron skillet — buttermilk, cornmeal, bacon drippings, the recipe that goes back to Mama and before Mama to her mama and before that to wherever the tradition began. Baked at 425 until golden and crusty, the edges dark and lacy, the center soft and crumbling. Some weeks cornbread is enough. Some weeks the simplest food is the most profound.

The week ended on the porch with Rosetta, the evening settling over Orange Mound, the smoker cooling in the backyard. The fire was banked but not out — it's never out, just resting between cooks, holding the heat the way I hold the tradition: carefully, permanently, with the understanding that what Uncle Clyde gave me is not mine to keep but mine to pass, and the passing is the purpose.

That week—the smoker cooling in the backyard, Rosetta steady beside me, the tradition of Uncle Clyde resting in my hands like a banked fire—I kept coming back to where we live and what it means: Orange Mound, one of the oldest African American neighborhoods in the country, named for something bright and citrus-sharp against the Memphis heat. So when I stepped back inside after that porch evening, I wanted a recipe that carried that name with it, something that combined the sticky, caramelized char I know from the pit with the brightness of orange. This Orange Chicken does exactly that—it’s not smoked, but it’s built on the same patience, the same layering of heat and sweetness, the same understanding that good food takes time and intention.

Orange Chicken

Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 25 min | Total Time: 45 min | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 2 lbs boneless, skinless chicken thighs, cut into 1-inch pieces
  • 3/4 cup cornstarch
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon black pepper
  • 2 eggs, beaten
  • Vegetable oil, for frying (about 2 cups)
  • 1 cup fresh orange juice (about 3 oranges)
  • 1 tablespoon orange zest
  • 1/3 cup granulated sugar
  • 3 tablespoons soy sauce
  • 2 tablespoons rice vinegar
  • 1 tablespoon cornstarch mixed with 2 tablespoons cold water (slurry)
  • 3 cloves garlic, minced
  • 1 teaspoon fresh ginger, grated
  • 1/2 teaspoon red pepper flakes (optional)
  • 2 green onions, sliced, for garnish
  • Sesame seeds, for garnish
  • Cooked white rice, for serving

Instructions

  1. Prep the chicken. Pat chicken pieces dry with paper towels. In a bowl, whisk together the 3/4 cup cornstarch, salt, and pepper. Dip each chicken piece in the beaten egg, then dredge in the cornstarch mixture until fully coated. Set on a wire rack and let rest for 5 minutes so the coating adheres.
  2. Fry the chicken. Heat vegetable oil in a heavy-bottomed skillet or Dutch oven over medium-high heat to 350°F. Working in batches, fry the chicken pieces for 4–5 minutes per batch, turning once, until golden and cooked through. Transfer to a paper towel-lined plate. Do not overcrowd the pan—patience between batches keeps the crust crisp.
  3. Build the orange sauce. In a medium saucepan over medium heat, combine the orange juice, orange zest, sugar, soy sauce, rice vinegar, garlic, ginger, and red pepper flakes. Stir and bring to a gentle simmer, cooking for 3–4 minutes until the sugar dissolves and the flavors meld.
  4. Thicken the glaze. Stir in the cornstarch slurry and continue cooking over medium heat, stirring constantly, for 2–3 minutes until the sauce thickens into a glossy glaze that coats the back of a spoon.
  5. Combine and coat. Add the fried chicken pieces to the saucepan and toss gently until every piece is thoroughly coated in the orange glaze. Let cook together for 1–2 minutes so the flavors fully marry.
  6. Serve. Plate over steamed white rice. Garnish with sliced green onions and sesame seeds. Serve immediately while the coating is still crisp against the glaze.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 520 | Protein: 38g | Fat: 18g | Carbs: 48g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 820mg

Earl Johnson
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Earl Johnson
Week 276 of Earl’s 30-year story · Memphis, Tennessee
Earl "Big E" Johnson is a sixty-seven-year-old retired postal carrier, a forty-two-year husband, and a Memphis BBQ legend who learned to smoke pork shoulder at his Uncle Clyde's stand when he was eleven years old. He lost his daughter Denise to sickle cell disease at twenty-three, and he honors her every year by smoking her favorite meal on her birthday and setting a plate at the table. His dry rub uses sixteen spices he keeps in a mayonnaise jar. He will not share the recipe. Not even with Rosetta.

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