Chapter 153: I'll Take One Last Bite

Boiling potatoes is like falling in love, and you must not rush it.

Especially when dealing with whole raw potatoes, it is necessary to cook them slowly over a simmer to cook them evenly. If you are in too much of a hurry, it is easy to resemble Grindelwald's previous work that failed to rub by hand, although the outer layer is ripe and even cracked, but the inside is raw.

As a good foodie, Elena naturally would not make such a low-level mistake of quick success.

So, after waiting patiently for another ten or so minutes, Elena fished out the potatoes that had been thrown into the crucible, took out her wand and poked lightly at the surface of the potato, and the hard black walnut was inserted almost effortlessly.

"Hey, it seems that I have boiled some of the fire that is really used for coupons, but it's still not easy to control the heat. However, old teeth are not good, and it is better to cook them badly. ”

Elena frowned slightly, potatoes are not cooked softer the better, especially if it is a choice of mashed potatoes for secondary cooking, it is best to scoop up the potatoes before they are broken, so as not to waste the tantalizing aroma of ripe starch.

This simplicity is one of the reasons why the taste and aroma of mashed potatoes in Michelin-starred restaurants are different from those of ordinary Western restaurants.

What's more, the truly luxurious mashed potatoes in her taro are actually flavored by mixing milk and honey during the cooking process.

However, Elena, who was abandoned in the castle of Newmengard, where birds don't, obviously didn't have such an abundance of ingredients for the time being, and being able to cook it was enough to completely beat Grindelwald's hand-rubbed beans.

"Looks like you'll have to find a way to add some ingredients later?"

Elena thought as she did not stop the movement of her hands, only to see the girl take up the knife in her hand, cleanly divide the ripe potatoes in two, and then carefully scoop out the kernels with a spoon and mash them into a puree in an empty pre-washed bowl.

As for the part of the potato layer that has been infiltrated by the water near the skin, it was thrown back into the fire by Elena, who pursued delicacy, without hesitation - anyway, Hogwarts is a big tyrant now, and finally there is no need to live the poor life of being reluctant to throw away the potato skins before.

"I think, whipping cream, glutinous rice flour, salted bacon cubes, ground black pepper, salt"

Reading the names of the ingredients in her mouth, Elena's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her technique of adding various seasoning ingredients to the bowl became more and more confident and stable, and the stirring action became more and more skillful and smooth from the first jerky.

By the time all the bacon grains have been evenly distributed in the fragrant mashed potatoes, the whipping cream and glutinous rice flour mixed in them have fully exerted their effects, and they will not be too sticky like simple mashed potatoes.

Elena licked her lips with satisfaction, scooped up a ball of mashed potatoes with a spoon, pressed it into a flat pancake in the palm of her hand, used two wands to nimbly pick up the prepared cheese cubes, stuffed them into the center of the mashed potatoes, and then folded her hands together to form a cute ball, put it into a container full of breadcrumbs on the side, and continued to rub the next ball.

It didn't take long for a bowl full of mashed potatoes to turn into a ball wrapped in cheese cubes, lying around in the breadcrumbs in a cute manner, making people can't bear to take a bite in advance.

"Then it's time to witness the miracle. The first step is to slide the pan widely!"

Elena glanced at the evil olive oil on the workbench and smiled happily, she had long wanted to try this legendary chef's step, but unfortunately after so many years, she had been reluctant to practice it due to the orphanage's funds.

To be precise, the last dish she prepared was a half-fried dish, and its high fuel consumption made it a less friendly dish in most ordinary families.

Because, when processing potato balls mixed with glutinous rice flour, you must not be stingy with the oil in the pan, otherwise it is very easy to stick to the pan or be heated unevenly, resulting in all the previous preparations are pre-emptive.

When the oil in the iron pot is boiled to about six ripe, you can start to put the potato balls into the pot in turn, according to the classic saying - stick the egg liquid, wrap it in breadcrumbs, put it in the pot and fry it until the whole body is golden brown, and the old people upstairs are crying.

Grunt~

Elena glanced at the golden potato balls from the pot, swallowed hard, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her chopsticks, phew, raised her wand and picked up a potato ball and blew it into her mouth.

As a gourmet chef, tasting a dish before presenting it to diners is the most basic professional attitude and dining etiquette.

Click.

The surface of the crispy and golden potato balls made a nice crispy sound, and the rich potato aroma that was closed inside exploded in the mouth instantly.

Lips and teeth intersected, the sticky salty mashed potatoes melted on the tip of the girl's tongue, and the slightly hot white liquid cheese flowed from the depths of the potato balls, making Elena can't help but open her mouth with a slight blush.

Whew, hot.

However, it is delicious!

Well, this one seems to be a little oily, try another one.

Hey, this one is a little loose. The third.

Take another bite at the end and see if the bacon tastes good.

The last bite, I don't taste it after eating

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rua~

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