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Chapter 153 I will take the last bite

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

Especially when dealing with a whole piece of raw potato, it needs to be cooked slowly over a slow fire to evenly cook through the heart. If you are too hasty, it can easily be like Grindelwald's previous failed hand-cooked work, although the outer layer is cooked.

It may be rotten or even cracked, but it is still raw inside.

As an excellent gourmet, Elena would naturally not make such a stupid mistake of eager for quick success.

Therefore, after waiting patiently for another ten minutes, Elena took out the potatoes that had been thrown into the crucible, took out her wand and lightly poked the surface of the potatoes. The hard black walnut wood almost effortlessly

Inserted.

"Well, it seems to be a little overcooked... Sure enough, it is difficult to control the heat of the fire used for heating. However, old people's teeth are not good, so it is better to cook them to bits."

Elena frowned slightly. The softer the potatoes are not cooked, the better. Especially if the mashed potatoes are to be cooked twice, it is best to pick up the potatoes before they are stuck. This will not

The attractive grain aroma of mature starch will be wasted.

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

Moreover, in her impression, the truly luxurious way to make mashed potatoes should actually use milk and honey to add flavor during the cooking process.

However, Elena, who was abandoned in the barren Nurmengard Castle, obviously does not have such a rich selection of ingredients for the time being. Being able to cook them thoroughly is enough to completely defeat Grindelwald's hand-baked potatoes.

"It looks like you have to think of ways to add some ingredients later?"

While Elena was thinking, the movement in her hand did not stop at all. She saw the girl raised the knife and neatly cut the ripe potato into two parts, and then carefully dug out the core with a spoon.

Place in a pre-washed empty bowl and mash until smooth.

As for the part of the potato layer close to the surface that had been penetrated by water, Elena, who pursued refinement, threw it back into the fire without hesitation - anyway, Hogwarts is a rich country now, so she doesn't have to go through it anymore.

The miserable life before where I couldn't even throw away potato peels.

"Let me think about it, light cream, glutinous rice flour, salty bacon crumbs, black pepper, salt..."

As she muttered the names of the ingredients in her mouth, Elena's eyes became brighter as she gradually returned to her previous cooking state. Her method of adding various seasoning ingredients to the bowl became more and more confident and stable, and her stirring movements changed from the jerky ones at the beginning.

Become proficient and smooth.

By the time all the bacon bits are evenly distributed in the fragrant mashed potatoes, the light cream and glutinous rice flour mixed in it have fully exerted their due effect, and will not be too sticky like pure mashed potatoes.

back.

Elena licked her lips with satisfaction, scooped up a ball of mashed potatoes with a spoon, pressed it into a flat round cake in the palm of her hand, used two wands to flexibly pick up the small cheese cubes prepared in advance, and stuffed them into

Place the center of the mashed potatoes, then put your hands together and roll it into a cute little potato ball, put it into a container filled with bread crumbs and continue to make the next dumpling.

It didn’t take long for the bowl full of mashed potatoes to turn into small potato balls wrapped with cheese cubes. They were cutely rolling around in the bread crumbs, making people want to take a bite in advance.

"Next, it's time to witness the miracle. The first step is to widen the oily pan!"

Elena glanced at the small bucket of olive oil on the workbench and showed a happy smile. She had long wanted to try this legendary chef's method. Unfortunately, after so many years of traveling, she has been hindered by

I have never been willing to practice funding for the orphanage.

To be precise, the last dish of cheese and bacon potato balls she prepared was considered a half-fried dish. Its high oil consumption made it an unfriendly dish in most ordinary families.

Because when handling potato balls mixed with glutinous rice flour, you must not skimp on the oil in the pot, otherwise it will be very easy to stick to the pot or heat unevenly, causing all the previous preparations to be wasted.

When the fire heats the oil in the iron pot to about six degrees, you can start adding potato balls to the pot one by one. According to the classic saying, stick it with egg liquid, wrap it with bread crumbs, and put it in.

It was fried in the pot until it was golden brown all over, and the old man upstairs was so greedy that he cried.

Gulu~

Elena glanced at the golden potato balls that were cooked out of the pot, swallowed hard, hesitated for a while, stretched out her chopsticks, bah, raised her wand, picked up a potato ball, blew on it and put it in her mouth.

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

Click.

The surface of the crispy and golden potato balls makes a nice crunching sound, and the rich potato flavor enclosed in the inner layer instantly explodes in your mouth.

The lips and teeth met, the sticky and salty mashed potatoes melted on the girl's tongue, and the slightly hot white liquid cheese flowed out from the depths of the potato balls, making Elena open her mouth and let out a breath with a slightly red face.

"Uh-huh, ha, uh-huh..."

The girl's starry eyes were slightly closed, and a contented gasp came out of her mouth like a kitten's murmur.

Phew...so hot.

But, it’s delicious!

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

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

Take another bite at the end to see if the bacon is delicious.



The last bite, I won’t taste it anymore...





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rua~

This chapter is a little short, but I think it’s just right to stop it here so that everyone can have a sweet dream.

~(.)~

Good night~ Takeaway is very convenient~


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