More Extra Crispy French Fries
Okay, I know you've got to be tired of reading posts that are lacking food porn (photos of food in provocative positions). Tonight, I drove through the , uh, drive thru, lane , at Jamie's Soda Fountain and ordered some "extra crispy fries". When I got the paper bag, I immediately checked on the contents - Fries - hotter than than the surface of the sun and - unsalted. After burning my hand, both front and back, on these searing potato sticks, I found the packet of salt, While hunting for the savory seasoning - I was reminded of the Howard County Fair - the Grant County (Kansas) Fair, and every fair from Oklahoma City to Montclair, New Jersey, to the Fresno Fair - by smell only. These fries smelled like every fair I'd attended - onion rings, fried pickles, potatoes, [thank you - no fish]. The radient heat from the fries lasted til the final fry passed my lips though.
I would love comments regarding the frying science - not just the double frying techniques from Belgium or the "never use fresh oil" technique of Dave Thomas or the "add beef tallow for flavor" of Ray Kroc.
Mmmm ... fries
I would love comments regarding the frying science - not just the double frying techniques from Belgium or the "never use fresh oil" technique of Dave Thomas or the "add beef tallow for flavor" of Ray Kroc.
Mmmm ... fries

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This is a post note. After the success of the margarita tasting, I have decided to conduct a french fry tasting some afternoon. This way I can compare fries side by side instead of the haphazard and frankly fattening manner in which I have been accustomed. Thanks, The Barefoot Baker.
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