Showing posts with label chinese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chinese. Show all posts

Monday, September 20, 2010

Rangoon !

Since I've moved to Paris, one of the cuisines I've consistently craved is good chinese food. While their are loads of traiteurs chinois around town, the idea of my food sitting out all day and then being microwaved, instead of being properly prepared on location is chilling. That especially applies to anything that is normally wrapped in a crispy wanton. While their are good chinese restaurants to be found, they are concentrated in particularly inconvenient areas (well, for me anyway) near Belleville and Place d'Italie. And even when I do manage to make the trek, they rarely serve my guilty americanized chinese addiction-- the crab rangoon. I credit my even more addicted mother for passing on a genetic predisposition for being obsessed with the rangoon in all it's crispy delight.

All of this said, I was visiting the Marché d'Aligre with André on Sunday when we spotted a small asian grocery on the far side of the square. We wandered inside and what should I find but these:


Visions of grandeur came to mind as imagine how many crispy triangles of wonder I could fry up with this package (if you'll look closely, the price tag does indeed, say 1.15 !!). And so Caroline's corn rangoon was born !

First I mixed up a tasty, yet utterly unphotogenic, batch of filling. In the container are corn, cream cheese (for those of you in France, I used Kiri squares), paprika, salt, garlic powder, and black pepper.


Then I tossed a dollop onto a wrapper:


Folded the wrappers into triangle-like shapes, then stuck them into the freezer for about an hour so the cheese wouldn't be so ooooozy.



Then I fried them ! Frying not pictured due to, well, being busy frying. I didn't deep fry as we don't have a proper deep fryer, and I cringe at the thought of wasting that much oil. But I put about 1/2 an inch of oil in the pan and flipped them around 2 minutes. I think they turned out pretty well ! At least they must have, considering Monsieur le picky eater ate enough to feed a small farm animal. so voila !



And here is a gratuitous shot of Lucie, who wouldn't stop miaouuuuuuing at me from the terrasse while I was cooking :