Well, otherwise I dare not mention them.

It's tradition, isn't it, we never bake them, at most once a year and expect you to have the expertise in house.

Started full of good courage, set everything up, last night, raisins welling, the mixer, etc. Everything done according to the packaging and the sunflower oil I had in a large wok. Replace a part of water with beer, mixed and closed with household film. But it didn't rise. Mother came with the tea towel tip. That didn't help enough. All in all an hour and a half and well, then the Googling starts... A tip from Koopmans: Preheat the oven to 40 degrees, expand and put the batter in it. That helped. Meanwhile, it was night, mother went to bed and I started baking.

With pieces of bread occasionally tried if the temperature was good but what I was afraid of is flame in the pan. Really, I've been through that up close once with major consequences. I don't need that anymore. At my mother's oven, I could have done that too. Funny effects can be heard just by the way. The first one seemed to succeed. The batter went off the gravy spoon and bubbled in the oil. Next and one more and go! What I didn't realize is that the oil was too cold in the meantime. According to the instructions, you had to immerse them. But because of the recipe with beer, there were a lot of air bubbles and holes in it, which thankfully absorbed the warm fat, they didn't get brown and the figures reminded me of a bad scene from a horror movie. Chernobyl like creatures, floated around in lukewarm oil. I felt sorry.

When it was 3:30, I could finally go to bed. And this morning I was the first at the Lidl. By way of so. Mááár, to be honest, there is something to complain about. They taste better, Lidl. Next year as far as I'm concerned, I won't do this to myself anymore! Fucking traditions! Well, the one from baking then... ; -D

olieknollen

Dear people, the best wishes! A happy New Year and we are going to make it a beautiful 'twenty-twenty'!

Good night! (for later)

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