Empanada Pocket Things
Posted on: June 24, 2008
I’ve been thinking about meat pies lately. That, and a Hot Pocket that was actually satisfying. Sadly, they are no longer the furtive pleasure they once were at age 16 or thereabouts, they’ve evolved to this sad sad pocket filled with more air then anything else. So I’m all like ‘I can beat that, I’ll make an Awesome Pocket!’
So, first the dough.
This baby took two sticks of butter! Well, Blue Bonnet, AKA Pseudo Margarine Non-Butter. It’s so cheap though, I can’t help it! (Maybe cheaper then your mom, even!) Anyhow, the recipe is for empanada dough. I’m, uh, actually not sure I’ve eaten an empanada before, to be completely honest. I’ve read a few Isabel Allende lately, and they totally made me all hungry for them, nonetheless!
So, the innards. They started as a well meant attempt at spinach and feta, but ended up also including chicken, cilantro, tomatoes, almonds, raisins, as well as garlic, cinnamon, cumin, and a few too many red peppers. Err, and probably plus other things I’ve since blocked out. Ah yes! Sour cream. It is sour and creamy and delicious in my gaping maw.
So then I dun rolled the dough. Yeah, I’m not too up on that. I’ve done it, bitterly, a few times with sugar cookies, before I vowed cookie cutters were a Waste of Life. Seemed necessary for this, though. Albeit, I have no rolling pin. So I just rolled out balls into flatter, larger balls using a random bottle from the ole Liquor Corner. Look, they’re purdy!
And then they had a magical oven adventure. Yay! I captured this one as it was trying to escape.
They ended up looking, as well as tasting, better then I’d anticipated, especially considering my lack of experience with pocket-like substances. Actually, I would have been mildly pissed if they’d have come out badly, considering the amount of labor that went into these wee laddies. I’ll do this again another time, except make twice as much dough and freeze 1/2 of it. Dear God, that would be like an entire box of butter, err pseudo-butter. Ah, artery-clogging good times.
Oh yeah, here’s the final result, all hacked open.
The picture is horrific, I was apparently shaking from hunger at the time. I would have added a lens flare or something, just to sparkle it up, but that requires a thing called motivation coupled with this other thing called ambition, both of which are a little sparse in these lazy pocket-filled days of mine. D’oh!
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