I wish my Mother could make Chicken fried steak again... but she's on oxygen now and can't go near the gas stove. She made a beautifully turned and perfectly breaded steak, with thick cream pan gravy. The spices, the tender meat, it was a dream I'd love to relive; but alas, it is not to be.
If I try to make Chicken Fried Steak, it turns ugly brown, gets greasy, and the breading all peels off like the steak caught leprosy. Upon approach to the table the family pelts me with rocks and garbage because "it's just not like Gramma's". My cream gravy is wretched and has lumps. And my mother laughs at my cooking.
So I guess it's true, no one makes it like Mom - and every day, my children thank God for that.
Get electric!