Fried Chicken So Good It Ruined All Other Fried Chicken For Me Forever

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Before I discovered this Japanese-style fried bird, I thought I knew what crispy chicken was. I was a fool. A naive, crunch-deprived fool who'd been settling for the textural equivalent of a damp handshake when I could have been experiencing a standing ovation. The secret, as it turns out, is potato starch. Not flour, not cornstarch, not whatever that stuff is they use at the drive-through—potato starch, which creates a shell so shatteringly crisp that the sound of biting into it could probably be heard from the next room. It's like edible glass, if glass were delicious and didn't require a hospital visit. But let's back up, because the crispy exterior is only half the story. Before any frying happens, the meat takes a long, luxurious bath in a marinade of soy sauce, sake, ginger, garlic, and sugar. Minimum one hour, though overnight is better if you're the type who can plan ahead—I am not that type, but I'm told those people exist and they're very smug about it. The ginger and garlic infuse every fiber with savory depth, the sake tenderizes while adding a subtle sweetness, and the soy sauce brings that umami punch that makes your brain do a little happy dance. Then you dredge each piece in potato starch—don't be shy, really coat it—and into the oil they go. The first fry gives you a beautiful golden exterior, but here's the pro move: let them cool, then fry them AGAIN. Double-frying is the kind of extra that would be obnoxious in a person but is absolutely heroic in a cooking technique. The second fry intensifies the crunch and gives you a deeper color that says, 'I know what I'm doing,' even if you absolutely do not. Serve with lemon wedges and watch your friends question every fried chicken they've ever eaten before this moment.

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