#fried camembert

[chimpukampu]

I'll be making some fried Camemberts again, but this time with an additional Brie.

I haven't tried Brie yet so I don't know what to expect. All I know is that Brie is not as stinky as Camembert 😋

[chimpukampu]

I didn’t know Fried Camembert was a thing until a French pal mentioned it to me weeks ago. She didn’t elaborate on how to make it but I found a recipe online but with Raspberry sauce. I don’t have Raspberry here (or Redcurrant on some recipes), only a half-bottle of Strawberry jam that I bought from Baguio. I’m not fond of sesames so I just scrap the recipe and simply deep-fried it.

Turns out, these were the best shit that I’ve ever tasted since my Galletes

You need to slice the Camembert into thin wedges (my sis suggested to make it in sticks but I refused), dip it in to the egg then coat it with crumbs. You can double-coat it by dipping it again to the egg and roll it in to the crumbs to have a crispy texture. Also, don’t remove the rind.

No need to use a thermometer to determine the oil’s hotness. As long as you determine that the oil was hot enough, you can just toss the Camembert like you do with french fries until they’re golden brown.

These are way tastier and cheesier than Mozzarella sticks. 10/10 will make these again.

[cookingperfected]

Yum yum yum I love fried Camembert!

[anewdawninalbuquerque]

An almost 'normal' day 1/24/13

Today, I felt the closest to 'normal' since the accident. It was a relief. Bruce picked me up and we went to Tesco, where we both shopped. I got more than did Bruce but a lot of my stuff was pet supplies in the form of dog food, cat food and cat litter. We used the same cart and cruised the isles together. I spent the equivalent of $90.00 and got all that I need for awhile (except for hot paprika). After Tesco, we drove to Csakan. On the way, we sang songs from musicals. Bruce knows many more than I do but there were enough that we both knew that we could sing together. In Csakan, we went to the Kati for lunch. I returned to my stand-by meal there, fried camambert, which was excellent, as usual. For those of you who are not familiar, they take wedges of camembert, bread them and then deep fry them. It is served with white rice, a warm fruit compote and a deep red fruit jam (also warm). the plate is garnished with apple wedges and orange slices. it is a wonderful meal and, of all the places I've eaten it, what is served at the Kati is the best. Bruce often guides the conversation to a counseling-like area and we talked a little about life after Gail. I've been concerned about feeling too flat but got a little emotional during that part of the conversation. I guess that this med doesn't have me totally out of it. After lunch, we bought some desserts to go and drove back to my house. Bruce brought my stuff into the house, while I stoked the fire and got tea ready and then we ate desserts. Late afternoon, I Skyped with my cousin, Norm. Haven't spoken with him in around a month. It was a nice conversation and I vowed to keep in closer contact with him. He will be coming to St Petersburg in September for a conference. If I'm still in Europe, it would be nice to go there to see him while he's there. I think that St Petersburg is the Russian city built from scratch by Csar Peter the Great after he took that territory so that Russia would have a Balkan port. It's an interesting story and would be a nice place to visit while seeing Norm for the first time in years. I think that I could spend a month in the Hermitage, alone, let alone the rest of the city.

[grannyscookbooks-blog]

Of Cabbages and Kings. Or Gallbladders and Cheese.

I didn't post yesterday because I had my gallbladder removed at 12:30pm, and was home by 4:30pm.

I'm not one to want to slow down, even due to surgery.  It doesn't come easy for me. 

So I'm sitting here this evening, cooped up at home, after a day and a half of sipping Gatorade and finally gingerly eating jello, while family members down slices of spicy italian pizza and huge buffalo chicken fingers dripping in blue cheese dressing.  I'm trying to think of the gooiest, most fattening, artery-blocking goodness I could possibly imagine myself eating right now.  Hey, since I can't eat ANYTHING, I can PRETEND to eat whatever I want, right?!  As my stomach grumbles, my cookbook is open to a "Cheese Dishes" section, and I'm as close to drooling as I can be.  I think I'll have (imaginary) fried Camembert for my supper!

Fried Camembert Cheese

1 whole firm Camembert cheese 2 ounces of soft butter  finely sifted bread crumbs melted butter Serves 6 FIRST  Take one whole firm Camembert cheese, preferably one that is a little hard, not too soft and ripe.  Carefully remove the outer skin.  Cream the cheese together with 2 ounces soft butter.  Shape carefully into small hamburger-shaped patties.

SECOND   Cover each patty with finely sifted bread crumbs and fry in hot melted butter until brown on both sides.  Serve very hot on a warm plate as an accompaniment to a cold, crisp salad.

NOTE   For a stronger Camembert flavor, the skin need not be removed. 

from The Perfect Hostess Cook Book by Mildred O. Knopf, published by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc., October 16, 1950.