Tory Tries to Explain: Deep Frying

Last night, I made one of Mike’s favorite dinners to eat and one of my least favorite to cook: sesame chicken. Now, don’t get me wrong. I also love sesame chicken… when getting takeout. Making it from scratch is a different story. The recipe I use isn’t even particularly complicated-- it’s just that I just haven’t yet gotten the hang of the deep frying part. I don’t have an electric fryer, so it’s just me and my Dutch oven, which I’ve found particularly hard to control.

And I don’t mean to be dramatic, but this recipe leaves me feeling like I'm standing in front of the stove deep frying small chunks of chicken for literal hours at a time. And eventually, my feet start to hurt. And the oil constantly spits landing on my hands, arms and face. (Please refer to the above photo of me in full protection gear.) Does this happen to anyone else, or am I the only one? The threat of hot, spitting oil had me wearing face shields within the privacy of my own home long before it became the responsible thing to do in public.