Out of all the noms-noms I tried at The Ex last Thursday (i.e. deep-fried mac & cheese, chocolate-covered bacon, the Doritos bag, funnel cake and deep-fried Mars bars), the deep-fried butter was definitely the star of the night. Make that the superstar. As most of you probably think of firsthand when you hear deep-fried butter, I thought it was gonna be disgusting and would be like eating solidified fatty oil. However, I wasn’t about to miss out despite the crazy line-up (my husband and I stood in line for—no exaggeration—an hour!!!). Surprisingly, it was amazing. The butter in the middle didn’t taste as disgusting as I thought it would be. It tasted almost like undercooked batter. Doughy almost. And it melted in my mouth and disappeared before my brain could even create a memory of it for me to evoke when I need to be reminded of it e.g. now, waking moments, every 2 minutes, after a shower, when the sun sets, etc. And that’s why I’m going again next Wednesday.
Read more about deep-fried butter here.
Claire, xo
