People like to ask professional cooks for their favorite recipe. Memories play a big role. I see my beautiful, hazel-eyed mother shaking floured chicken parts in a brown paper bag before rolling them in melted butter. Oven-fried chicken, a standard in her family dinner rotation, will always have a place on my table. Turns out, I am not alone. The day after I decided to write up her recipe, my sister mentioned that she’d just made a version for her daughter and new grandbaby. Another sister confessed to licking the pan clean after cooking it and at least one brother also has the dish in his routine. Oven-fried chicken is not necessarily about skimping on the fat from frying — a fair amount of butter renders the most delicious results. More, it’s about cooking for a crowd in a timely manner rather than manning the stovetop. My mom always put …