Colm O'Gorman: Rise and shine with corn-crusted chicken — with hot sauce and corn ribs
We never had cornflakes in our house when I was growing up. My mother hated processed foods; Weetabix was as far as she was prepared to go when it came to breakfast.
Processed breakfast cereals she declared were nutritionally useless. “You might as well eat the box they come in”, she proclaimed, ignoring the claims of the manufacturers and our eager little faces as we gazed longingly at the colourful boxes on supermarket shelves.
