October 29, 2021 - 5:21am
Old French Fries never looked so Good!
You've been there. Nibbled on cold french fries but they were "ok, but could be better" you tell yourself. Then they end up in the trash or soup but not really outstanding shriveled up and cold. No? Wait. What happens if they get chopped up and tossed into roll dough? Ha! I did it. And with cheese on top!
I love re-purposing leftovers like that. Looks great!
Half are gone already. :)
Not only look good but taste good too! Not only used cold dark day old french fries, tossed in some left over pepper steak sauce and baked squash. Hubby says it needs more black pepper. Started at noon and by 2:30 we were wolfing down little sandwiches filled with thinly sliced pork roast and slices of pickle. Pickle and roast. That's all. Great sandwich.
Started out with the wet
Combine the dry in a small mixer bowl
Wow... sounds really good. What an amazing idea...potato-squash bread but using old fries. I try to avoid fries these days but it sounds so tempting... with the melted cheese on top and meat and pickle!
This is the second time I've used rye malt, dark in color and it appears to be enzyme active. 20g per kilo flour. No more hockey pucks.
I washed the fries under hot tap water trying to wash off oil and salt. When I turned on the oven for the bake, found two more pieces of roasted squash.
I ate one bun with just a pickle and no, I'm not "expecting." Makes me wonder about slipping in some pickle juice or into the liquids. Just for a little sour.
I've been thinking to make some rye malt with the kernels I just got.
I've done it with hulled barley. The first time I made too much, which sort of overtook the kitchen. Kept it frozen after milling. There are posts here on how to go about it including my comments and photos.
You win the award for the most unusual inclusion in bread dough!
in ketchup yet. We still have plenty of pepper sauce from Thursday. Hubby tossed in sherry instead of bourbon into the sauce. He first gobbled them down until I told him about the french fries. Then he turned up his purist nose on them them for the rest of Friday evening making all kinds of comments. Then started eating them again when he fried the rest of the steak on Saturday. I stumbled and fell early Sat. Morning, have toe damage along with a stiff stirring hand so maybe time to get that ol' mixer going. Meanwhile hubby does the cooking. Please don't feel sorry for me, I'm being treated like a princess! I jst find it frustrating doing nothing.
He makes a lot of "everything but the kitchen sink" breads but I think you've gone further with this bread than anything I've seen from him!