This is actually last night’s plate. Whatever, though. It’s pretty horrifying, honestly, but it was fantastic. I did not get a picture of the bowl of broccoli and cauliflower I had next to my husband’s plate, but believe me when I tell you it was there and we ate it. I show you this photo not because I’m proud. I’m actually a bit embarrassed. I shouldn’t be, because we so rarely eat like this. And I was feeding my baby homemade organic baby food, so I can feel good about that. Anyway, I share this meal with you for two reasons. One, I’m honest. I’m making an attempt at documenting what I’m eating and/or feeding my family. Because so many good spur of the moment recipes get lost in the bustle of life. Not everything is a winner, and I think it’s okay to show that too. Maybe my mistakes will help people not make the same ones. Crappy food sucks. It’s a sad meal and wasted money. This, however, is not one of those cases. The second reason I am sharing this with you is this:
I have no name for it. We gobbled it all up while moaning about how good it was and never considered a name. All I did was make a half-batch of Bisquick biscuits with a few things mixed in, and I discovered a small slice of fried heaven.
1/4 cup minced mushrooms
1 minced shallot (or 1/4 medium sized onion, minced)
1/2 jalapeno, minced
Mix those things into the dry baking mix (3/4 cup), and then pour in your liquid (1/4 cup). Mix. Form your dough into a 1 inch thick brick, about 8X2 inches. Cut yourself “fingers” about 1 inch wide. Fry in hot oil for 1-2 minutes per side, until deep golden brown.
I drizzled mine in honey, and they were stellar. They weren’t spicy enough for me, I think next time I’ll double the jalapeno. And maybe add some crumbled bacon. That might effect the cohesion of the dough, though. If I ever decide to fry again I’ll let you know. Or you try it and let me know!
The other things on that plate are a fried steak, a fried slice of bacon, fried stuffing stuffed wontons, and fried batter. I poorly planned out my menu this week, because what I want tonight is a salad. But what I’m getting is a pot roast. Tomorrow, though. Tomorrow I’ll go to the produce store, and I’ll be getting stuff for salad.