Get Series(ous). #6

Ok, let’s open this with a .gif I love. Not because it has anything to do with anything, simply because I love it. K?

I have no clue why I love this .gif so much. I just do.

This week’s Get Series(ous). post is close to my heart. Why? Because I have a paperback of it in my jacket.

Is that a carrot in your pants…?

Also, I just really love it. I’ve re-read each of them a few times, and I keep going back for more. It’s like potato chips…or moonshine. Either one, really.  I fell in love with the first book not long after its release, and I hoard each new installment like a prized dude concubine. (this is a thing that exists somewhere, right?) A concubdude. Dudecubine? Again, either way.

Let’s explain this notion and feeling I have with an image, shall we?

Guitarists have nimble…minds.

 Well, hello there, sexy man servant with completely equal rights who also happens to be a feminist. The servant thing is totally a pre-agreed to situation…no dubious consent issues at all. Now, wash my back.

The Match. 

So, for whom is this series a good match?

You know that college professor friend you have who holds several degrees, but also tends towards dick jokes at the party? Her/him.

This person may also be someone who loves the show Broad City or Girls, but is perhaps looking for a book where the cast is just a hair older. Think Big Bang Theory–only funny, and without that annoying laugh track. All the dick jokes, and a mortgage. It’s a win/Let’s pretend adulthood is a win, series.

This reader is interested in a romance that’s fresh. She’s read Sophie Kinsella and Jane Green for years, and she’s tired of certain tropes. Girls who spend too much, girls who have shit confidence, girls who go to college purely to receive their M.R.S.

This reader wants something new. She wants to have her hero and eat him too.

What is the series?

The Knitting in the City Series by Penny Reid.

If you’ve read ANY of my book posts, you know I have a serious girl crush on author Penny Reid.  Her books give me an immense amount of lady wood. Sequoia National Forest-level lady wood.

my lady wood is fertile.

The Blurb:

*from the first book.

There are three things you need to know about Janie Morris: 1) She is incapable of engaging in a conversation without volunteering TMTI (Too Much Trivial Information), especially when she is unnerved, 2) No one unnerves her more than Quinn Sullivan, and 3) She doesn’t know how to knit.

After losing her boyfriend, apartment, and job in the same day, Janie Morris can’t help wondering what new torment fate has in store. To her utter mortification, Quinn Sullivan- aka Sir McHotpants- witnesses it all then keeps turning up like a pair of shoes you lust after but can’t afford. The last thing she expects is for Quinn- the focus of her slightly, albeit harmless, stalkerish tendencies- to make her an offer she can’t refuse.

Why I love it:

So many reasons. The biggest reason has got to be the dialogue. Each character has a completely unique voice, but they’ve been blended in a way that makes them feel cohesive and collected. 

The storylines are just zany enough as to work with one’s suspension of disbelief. Each book has a bit of froth, a lot of humor, and some pretty big truths. However, since those truths are ensconced within a standard of humorous storytelling, they aren’t pedantic or arrogant. It feels as though Penny Reid is layering each story with a sense of self awareness and witty self-deprecation. When one is reading a piece of this collection, one can almost hear her whispering,

“Don’t worry, I’ve totally been there, it’s ok. Also, when I was there, I just had a terrible reaction to a drug store face cream that made my neck look like Jabba the Hut. Let’s talk about it over a Pimms Cup.”

*this quote is totally fictional and I am certain Ms Reid’s neck has never appeared to be alien or slug-like in appearance. 

Reading this series, one absolutely feels as though the characters within their volumes could absolutely be their friends in real life. They are easy to cheer on, laugh with, cry with, and feel a strange and completely inappropriate reaction in the nether regions when their husbands are near.

I could totally be the jam in a Quinn/Drew sandwich. Read the books and you’ll get that. 

Also, the books made me want to learn to knit; which is weird, because the last time I was crafty was that hot minute in eighth grade when I played “light as a feather” with a bunch of girls at an “occult” bookstore. (How occult can you be if you also sell houseplants and Billy Joel albums? “She’s Got A Way About Her”…don’t know what it is, but I think it’s those love candles….)

This was the expected result. This was not what occurred.

There are currently four books in the series, with a few more planned. She’s also penning a spin-off series based on the characters in Beauty and the Mustache. *the book tied with #1 for my favorite.

Now I’m going to do something sickly personal that may make me want to puke later. Beauty and the Mustache is one of my favorite books–possibly ever, and the book HIT me. I mean, it HIT me. Not because of any personal commiseration with the characters–if anything, Neanderthal Marries Human hits close to home with that one. However, it just clicked for me, and while I was reading it, I was HEAVILY reminded of one of my favorite songs by one of my FAVORITE singer/songwriters, and it just felt like Drew. So, before the recipe inspired by the book. (Which there will be another one as well, because I couldn’t choose, but may be reserved for when I review the next book in the series.) Here’s the song.

ok, and this one.

The recipe inspired by the books:

These books take place mostly in Chicago, and we know I don’t deep dish. There are a few things I like deep…water, dark chocolate…other things…but not pizza. I like it as shallow as a Kardashian, and just as over-done.

However!!! Beauty and the Mustache takes place in TENNESSEE. I know the mid-south. I know it and love it. My family hails from West ByGod, and the food of the region is like a warm hug and sunlight on my skin.

And it is overly-criticized as pedestrian and greasy! F THAT! A: My MawMaw always made sure I had vegetables, and she no more FRIED everything than I would. Also, Tennessee, Kentucky, Huntington, they’re ALL experiencing a renaissance in the culinary world! So, I figured, why not update one of my favorite childhood foods?

Deviled Eggs. OH YEAH! Any good Southern family knows that a party isn’t a party until some poor asshole has to peel 948y3948y6398x∏r² eggs.

Oddly, it ended up being paleo. Totally unintentional, but completely delicious.

Bacon-Avocado Cracklins Deviled Eggs

Yes, cracklins. Pork rinds. I swear, they’re delicious.

Bacon-Avocado Cracklins Deviled Eggs

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Bacon-Avocado Cracklins Deviled Eggs

by Cat Bowen

Prep Time: 1 hour

Cook Time: 15 minutes-1 hour

Keywords: appetizer breakfast side snack low-carb paleo nut-free soy-free

Ingredients (2 dozen deviled eggs)

  • 12 large eggs, hard boiled
  • 5 slices of bacon, cooked, crumbled, and with the fat set aside
  • 1/2-1 large ripe avocado (to taste/texture)
  • 1 tbsp dijon mustard
  • 1 tbsp melted butter
  • 3 tbsp apple cider vinegar
  • 1/2 tsp garlic powder
  • large pinch salt
  • pepper
  • dash of cayenne pepper
  • 1 snack sized bag of PLAIN cracklins, crushed

Instructions

halve eggs, place yolks in a bowl

mash eggs with a fork,

add rendered bacon fat, mustard, butter, vinegar, salt, pepper, cayenne, and garlic

mash avocado and add to mix

stir until mostly smooth or mix with a blender to achieve completely smooth texture

pipe into egg whites

top with crushed cracklins

CONSUME WITH YOUR FACE

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Get Series(ous). #5

It is 2 degrees in NYC. Two. As in 1+1. It’s the most basic math equation one ever learns, and all I can think is one plus one equals fuck you. I don’t want to leave the happy hollow I’ve created out of a pile of duvets and fuzzy blankets. I have a steaming mug of coffee, a filled thermos of the liquid sanity, and endless pages of fiction to write–and to read–in front of me. Damn the outdoors, I’m not even going to put on proper pants today.

Because I’m a writer, I’m going to pretend that’s ok.

Today’s Get Series(ous) series takes place in sunny Chicago!

Oh wait…

witch's tit. A closeup.

Ok, so, negative one minus one also equals fuck you–probably.

For whom is this series perfect?

The grown-up who loved The Bridge to Terebithia. They might-could-possibly tell you every story line in every Nancy Drew book. Their first movie boyfriend was Louis de Pointe du Lac, and then they read the book and fell in love with the tortured Lestat. (Obviously, the book is the original, but hey, they were 11 when the movie was released!! QUIT JUDGING ME, IT WAS BRAD PITT!)

This reader might have loved the show Sports Night. Not because of the sportsing going on, but because of the beautiful layers of sarcasm. Because there’s really nothing more important than the ability to embrace the “meh” in everything.

This reader is probably physically active–or at least has aspirations of activity. (Doing the walkings and the liftings of heavy things is hard when one plus one equals fuck you.) Reading about training and dancing and other strenuous physical activities that make you sweaty is really a motivator!

don’t pretend looking at this doesn’t make you…warm.

This was totally not just another excuse to place a Fassbender .gif.

this was.

This reader may also love the bacon and the pizza(ish) and the junk food. They make late-night runs for Hot Beef if they live in Brooklyn. Italian beef if they live in Chicago. Creamed beef in Youngstown. Hidden beef eaten in a closet of shame at 2am in Los Angeles.

What’s the series?

The Chicagoland Vampire Series by Chloe Neill. (book is link.)

The Blurb from book 1: (pictured above)

They killed me. They healed me. They changed me.

Sure, the life of a graduate student wasn’t exactly glamorous, but I was doing fine until Chicago’s vampires announced their existence to the world. When a rogue vampire attacked me, I was lucky he only got a sip. Another bloodsucker scared him off and decided the best way to save my life was to make me the walking undead.

Now I’ve traded sweating over my thesis for learning to fit in at a Hyde Park mansion full of vamps loyal to Ethan “Lord o’ the Manor” Sullivan. Of course, as a tall, green-eyed,
four-hundred-year-old vampire, he has centuries’ worth of charm, but unfortunately he expects my gratitude—and servitude. Right…

But someone’s out to get me. Is it the rogue vampire who bit me? A vamp from a rival House? An angry mob bearing torches?

My initiation into Chicago’s nightlife may be the first skirmish in a war—and there will be blood.

Why I love it:

This series was not even on my radar until a few years ago when my PSM told me that I really must read it. I was burned out on romances, and just wanted some action. (Take that as you will.) 

I wanted a book that didn’t make me feel like my feminism was perishing slowly under the weight of the Bellas and my own insecurities. I am SO glad she pointed me toward this (and a few other) series.

Not these Bellas. They’re aca-awesome.

Here is a protagonist who is smart, (PhD candidate) athletic, (dancer!) and she never once thinks a man is the key to solving her problems. She is not the polite, tractable female so common in PNR/UF.

Even when she does catch a man’s eye. He doesn’t–I don’t know–take her to a red room of dubious consent, or stalk her at night while telling her that her virginity is a sacred bloom that should be preserved. Sort of like this other flower held by this other dude with consent issues….

Bitches love libraries–and autonomy.

Nope. What does this guy do? He places her in a position of authority–even over himself–apart from him. He doesn’t mansplain or pull punches. He balls-to-the-wall Betty Friedans her vampire ass.

It’s great.

The series is lengthy, sitting pretty at eleven books (more to come!). However, this is not like some long series that died a painful death long before the last story is told. I’m actually EAGER to read the next novel that is to be released on 3/2. I’ve preordered. There’s a certain tingly feeling of anticipation when I think about the next book. I’m not at all eye-rolling the next book, dreading the nails to be added to the coffin of a once-loved storyline. Each book is fresh and engaging.

I honest-to-Pete have no idea how she’s kept me so interested. Homegirl must have Nora Roberts level book-penning juju.

It would be easy to get ensnared into a too-convoluted storyline, what with the multitudinous supernatural groups populating this series. From the shifters and their acute noesis, to the nymphs and their libidinous natures, and the fae, and their ass-basketedness. It never does, though. It simply works.

Put on a pair of leather pants, get yourself something made with bacon, and dig into these books.

The recipe inspired by the series:

In the book, the MC, Merit, is a bit of a junk food junkie. She loves deep dish, Italian beef, and her beloved, “mallocakes.” In the series, they’re a chocolate and marshmallow confection, similar to Mallomars. I knew I could recreate something similar, but just doing a plain old Mallomar copycat seemed lame. So I made them better.

Green Tea and Dark Chocolate “Mallocakes”

or less creatively-infringing

Green Tea and Dark Chocolate Mallow Cakes.

Because, umami.

marshmallow recipe adapted from this one.

Green Tea and Dark Chocolate Mallow Cakes Green Tea and Dark Chocolate Mallow Cakes

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Green Tea and Dark Chocolate Mallow Cakes.

by Cat Bowen

Prep Time: 45 minutes-1 hour

Cook Time: 4 hours+of passing time

Keywords: snack dessert bars cookie

Ingredients

    for the marshmallow

    • 2 packages of unflavored gelatin (use Knox)
    • 2/3 cup light corn syrup
    • 2/3 cup water
    • 1 cup superfine sugar
    • pinch of sea salt
    • 2 tbsp matcha powder
    • 2 tsp vanilla extract
    • 1/2 cup corn starch
    • 1/2 cup powdered sugar
    • cooking spray

    for the bottoms

    • one sleeve of graham crackers

    for the chocolate coating

    • one bag of dark chocolate chips

    optional

    • crushed almonds or matcha powder to dust the tops of the mallocakes.

    Instructions

    mix together the corn starch and powdered sugar and set aside

    spray a 13″-9″ pan with cooking spray

    sift some of the flour/sugar mixture over all of that spray, coating the inside of the pan

    break down the graham crackers into quarters and layer in a single layer into the bottom of the pan, using halves of those quarters to finish the layer if need be.

    to make the marshmallow

    divide the water in half, place half in a mixer bowl with gelatin

    add half to a heavy-bottomed saucepan with sugar, corn syrup, and salt.

    (spray the measuring cup with cooking spray before adding corn syrup for easy removal!)

    cover and turn to medium high

    let cook for about 4 minutes

    uncover and cook about 5 more minutes, or until the sides begin to boil.

    remove from heat immediately.

    place whisk attachment in mixer and turn to low, when the jelly mixture sort of gets globby,

    pour in hot sugar mixture in very slowly

    when it’s all in, turn mixer to high and whip that stuff for a damn long time

    about 15 minutes-until it’s really fluffy and white, like marshmallow fluff

    add in the matcha powder and vanilla in the last minute or two

    pour over the graham cracker mixture and spread with an offset spatula

    cover with a dusting of more of the corn starch and sugar mix

    let sit in the open air for a few hours (no less than 3) or overnight.

    to coat

    it’s really easiest to melt the chocolate in increments in the microwave, 30 seconds on high, stir, repeat, take to 15 seconds for a few times, until smooth.

    Avengers! Assemble!

    turn out the marshmallow/graham pan onto a dusted cutting board

    using a BIG pizza cutter that you’ve rolled through the sugar/starch mix, cut between the crackers, and shake off the excess dust

    place marshmallow up onto a cookie sheet lined with a cooling rack and silpat or parchment

    spoon melted chocolate over each piece and let coat or dip tops into the melted chocolate.

    while chocolate is still tacky, dust with almonds or matcha

    let set–about an hour.

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    Get Series(ous). #4

    Before we get into this week’s series, let me give you a little update on my marathon training, and a bit about coffee with friends.

    Last week I ran a clean 60. My eustachian tube (the thing that leads to your eardrum–mine is effed up) has been bugging the hell out of me, so my longest run was only 14 miles. I hit it heavier during the week, including cross-training on the row machine and the stair climber.

    I have come to the conclusion that nothing is more frustrating than repeatedly going up stairs and never getting anywhere. It’s worse than the treadmill, it’s way worse than an elliptical, it makes the row machine look like utopia. Basically, I’d rather have a Golgathan shit demon give me a pedicure than ever get back on that stupid thing.

    just keep climbing. just keep climbing.

    I did precisely zero yoga this week, as I was simply too busy. Brigitte, my future yoga ass, was not added to in the slightest. However, Ursula, my wino ass, was padded quite nicely.

    Ok, ONTO THE BOOKS!!

    Get Series(ous).

    This week’s series is definitely a departure from the other three I’ve presented to you so far.

    Hear me out. This week’s series is historical fiction set in the medieval era. I know, I know, you want to wave this one away because you once took an English History course wherein you fell asleep before you even reached the first Tudor. (Plantage-who?)

    It doesn’t matter. I am quite certain most people will love these books. However, I know you’re looking for a more-specific set of parameters of who best is suited to this particular series.

    This series is for the person who randomly quotes Braveheart or Excalibur. Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves made you batty with Costner’s shit accent, period inappropriate costumes, and badly-researched script.

    You may love all of those sexy Highland romances, or perhaps the movie Elizabeth. When you were little, you dreamed of being a princess or the King. You know all about ermine and chainmail.

    It’s quite possible you’ve been to a Medieval Times, and wished the actors actually drew blood. (Because, jousting tourneys should end with a good maiming!)

    What’s the series?

     

    It’s the William Marshal series by Elizabeth Chadwick.

    The Blurb:

    Based on fact, this is the story of William Marshal, the greatest knight of the Middle Ages. Unsurpassed in the tourneys, he adeptly manoeuvres his way through the colourful, dangerous world of Angevin politics to become one of the most powerful magnates of the realm and eventually regent of England. From minor beginnings and a narrow escape from death in childhood, William Marshal steadily rises through the ranks to become tutor in arms to the son of King Henry II and Eleanor of Aquitaine. As champion on the tourney field and a royal favorite, William is in danger of petty jealousies at court. Dogged by scandal, banished from court, his services are nevertheless sought throughout Europe and when William’s honour is vindicated, he returns to court to win greater acclaim and power than before. A crusader and the only knight ever to unhorse the legendary Richard Coeur de Lion, William’s courage and steadfastness are rewarded by the hand in marriage of Anglo-Irish heiress Isobel de Clare, 19 years old, the grandaughter of kings and his equal in every way.

    What I love:

    This series is not merely a story told over several (5) novels. The William Marshal Series by Elizabeth Chadwick is a well-researched, sweeping epic of a tale, told by one of the world’s foremost Marshal scholars. It is fiction, yes, but it’s the sort of fiction that drives you to learn much more–beyond that of what’s in the pages you’ve read. It is similar to how fans of the Outlander series often become obsessed with the Jacobite revolution; readers of this series become desirous of knowledge of the medieval monarchies and courtly love. 

    This series will serve as a beautiful exordium into the vast canon that is historical fiction. And who knows, maybe even historical non-fiction. (It’s not all as dry as what you were forced to stomach in school.)

    These books are not 200 page afternoon snacks. They’re meaty and long, and a full meal in and of themselves. (TWHS) At over 500 pages each, these books will take a few days to read, but let me tell you, they are PAGE-TURNERS. Think of what William Marshal witnessed! The fall of England in Normandy, a sibling rivalry and monarch so unpredictable that Shakespeare decided to immortalize it.

    He stood witness to the MAGNA CARTA.

    These are not small things.

    Throughout the series, Elizabeth Chadwick takes on the heavy task of fluidly telling their stories in a fashion that maintains reader interest and piques their curiosity. She not only manages this–she excels. Every book is a revelation, each installment serving as lung and mallet for the reader, both keeping them lively into it, and forcing the breath from their lungs upon its completion. I daresay holding a bit of it hostage until the next book.

    Absolutely a five-star series. Read it.

    And now, the food.

    I thought about creating a recipe revolving around this series, but they mostly ate meat and bread with honey, and drank a lot of booze. Granted, I’d be more than happy to just pour myself a glass of sherry and drizzle some honey on a flatbread and call it a day, but that’s not much of a recipe, is it? Yeah, no.

    So I formatted a recipe for my training.

    Almond Butter and Date Protein Smoothie

    Delicious, a GREAT recovery or a meal. It packs a caloric punch, about 500 calories, but it’s all-natural, filling as a mother, and SO GOOD.

    almond butter and date protein smoothie

     

     

    Almond Butter and Date Protein Smoothie

    by Cat Bowen

    Prep Time: 2 minutes

    Cook Time: 2 minutes

    Keywords: blender breakfast dessert snack entree

    Ingredients (1 smoothie)

    • 1, 5-6 oz container plain greek yogurt
    • 1/2 cup milk (any)
    • 5-6 dates, pitted
    • 2 tbsp almond butter
    • 1/2 tsp cinnamon
    • 1 tsp vanilla extract
    • handful of ice

    Instructions

    dump ingredients into blender

    blend

    drink

    (straw optional)

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    What Should You Read Next?–Get Series(ous)

    Ok! Quick running update and then? BOOK POST!
    So, yesterday was a quick shake-out run, (five miles) and they felt good. The kink in my ass  didn’t hamper me as much as I thought it would, AND I was able to get a bit of yoga in as well. Brigitte is on her way. (Brigitte being the name of my future yoga booty.) I notice a .05% difference in my ass from before the new year to now. Mostly I notice the kink. It’s quite literally, a pain in my ass.  Tonight is a run and CrossFit, so I foresee it either getting much better, or much worse.

    It’s ok, I have wine. (Again, I do CrossFit regularly, but Paleo is for quitters!! YAY LEGUMES AND QUINOA AND SUGAR!!)

    So, during the holidays, I blogged an entire post about matching up books as gifts with people in your life. Turns out, that was quite popular. So I am going to introduce a new series here on B2B.

    What Do I Read Next? A Series For Every Personality.
    what do I read next

     

    I love series books, trilogies, books with sequels. Yes, there is something wonderful about a book that manages to wrap everything up in ONE neat little package. However, I love lingering. Ok, not at parties, or in class, or after a run–because I’m antisocial–but in a story? I can–and frequently do–linger in these words for years.  There are series of which I’ve read, that I’ve marinated within for so long, that they’re now irretrievably a part of my being. Nancy Drew, Sherlock Holmes, The Green Mile, Harry Potter. I’ve read and re-read these books so many times I can quote entire pages.

    Lately, I’ve been expanding my list to include new series that I love with the same ferocity. I find that my new personal canon is acting as a wonderful internuncial between my then and my now, and my yet to come. Series like The Elemental Mysteries  and Knitting in the City and, of course, the All Souls SeriesIn fact, I am going to a faculty fancy dress party with my very best lovely Professor. (which was supposed to be weeks ago, but SOMEONE just HAD to win an award!;)) We are cosplaying as Natalie and Baojia!! (as I am a pale white girl, and he is a handsome Chinese man, it just WORKS!–We’ll totally pretend he’s straight that night– That, and we fangirl all the fuck over those books.)

    Our other option required approximately 150% more dirt than I’m comfortable wearing.

    So this weeks’ book series is one that is about as likely to evanesce into the history of your memories as I am likely to successfully give up sugar or John Boehner is likely to give up spray tans.

    This series is for the person who enjoys the madcap tv shows like Chuck or Doctor Who. If you find yourself quoting Orphan Black to your friends, and this image (see below) causes spontaneous orgasm? This series is for you.

    What series is it?

     

     

    Picture is link.

    The Blurb:

    When out-of-shape IT technician Roen woke up and started hearing voices in his head, he naturally assumed he was losing it. He wasn’t. He now has a passenger in his brain – an ancient alien life-form called Tao, whose race crash-landed on Earth before the first fish crawled out of the oceans. Now split into two opposing factions – the peace-loving, but under-represented Prophus, and the savage, powerful Genjix – the aliens have been in a state of civil war for centuries. Both sides are searching for a way off-planet, and the Genjix will sacrifice the entire human race, if that’s what it takes. Meanwhile, Roen is having to train to be the ultimate secret agent. Like that’s going to end up well…

    My favorite quote:

    “Besides, criminal masterminds are people too. They need groceries and cable like the rest of us.”

    The Lives of Tao series currently offers two books, with a third book due out this spring. Wesley Chu does a fantastic job of weaving a complicated plot with biting sarcasm and hilarious antics. He makes the oft-maligned genre of sci-fi extremely accessible to the average reader. He is a mastermind at wrapping multiple ideas around each other without getting held under by slow pacing or too much extraneous information. It’s as though he has been given magical play doh for all of the characters and plot lines, and he can bend and fold each color over another, without it all turning to a monochromatic and indistinct blob. Instead, he ends up with a kaleidoscope of a narrative, that draws your eye to its center and holds you there, desperate to see the next colorful image rolled over.

    Highly recommended.

    Now? Donuts.

    *queen of the segue right hurrr.

    I made apple fritters. Yes, there are gajillions of apple fritter recipes out there, but I like mine the best. Of course. So you should make mine, because I can tell, you only want the best.

    This sums up how I feel about my fritters.

    Oh the angry emails I’m about to get….Good thing this little lady gives zero fucks about what you think about her favorite mom and her mom’s videos, because, apple fritters.

    zero.fucks.given.

    Here they are!

    Perfect Apple Fritters

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    Perfect Apple Fritters

    perfect apple fritters

    by Cat Bowen

    Prep Time: 15 minutes

    Cook Time: 15 minutes

    Keywords: fry appetizer bread breakfast dessert

    Ingredients (8-12 fritters)

    • Oil for frying (canola, peanut, coconut, lard)
    • 1 REALLY BIG honeycrisp, cubed into 1/2″ cubes
    • 2 cups flour
    • 3/4 cup sugar, divided
    • 2 eggs
    • 1/2 cup whole milk
    • 2 tbsp butter
    • 1 tsp baking powder
    • 1 tsp cinnamon
    • 1/4 tsp nutmeg
    • 1 tsp lemon zest
    • powdered sugar for dusting

    Instructions

    in a small saucepan, melt the butter on medium

    add in the apples and cinnamon

    add in 1/4 cup sugar

    cook 5 minutes, set aside

    in a big bowl, whisk together dry ingredients

    stir sugar, eggs, and milk in slowly

    stir in apple mixture

    preheat oil in a skillet about 2″ deep to 325F

    drop fritters in 2 tbsp drops

    cook for 4 minutes a side, or until each side is golden brown

    drain each on a paper towel lined plate

    sift powdered sugar over the top when they’re cool.

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