First, backstory. Hubs and I ate at Fogo de Chao as part of our 10th anniversary celebration. (There's no way I'm old enough to have been married 10 years. I got married when I was 12. I totally, totally did.) The evening was a heavenly overload of red-blooded protein and Brazilian cheese bread. Hubs consumed a metric ton of steak; I scarfed a metric ton of tapioca-parmesan popovers.
A week later, I was still craving Brazilian cheese bread. Cue Google and the wonder of the internets:
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| Found here |
"Pao de Queijo""Makes 48-60 puffs"? Come to momma, Brazilian cheese deliciousness! I will eat you for first breakfast, second breakfast, elevensies, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner and supper! (That's a Lord of the Rings joke, lest you think I eat that many meals a day. I'm almost as short as a hobbit, but I promise I don't eat like one.)
4 eggs
3/4 cup corn oil
1 1/2 cups whole milk
1 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 cups sour tapioca flour (azedo)
1 cup sweet tapioca flour (doce)
3/4 cup shredded parmesan cheese
Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Combine all ingredients in a large bowl. Mix well until batter is smooth. Lightly grease a 12- or 24-cup mini-muffin pan or small dariole molds. Fill each muffin cup three-quarters full. Bake for 15 minutes or until golden brown. Breads should be crisp on the outside and hollow on the inside, like a popover. Serve warm. Makes 48-60 Puffs.
In my heady "I-baked-challah" daze, I forgot the sage words of Luke Skywalker. My overconfidence was, indeed, my weakness. Instead of delicious cheese popovers, I ended up with this:
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| Sad, deflated little cheese craters. |
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| Only one made any effort to pop-over at all. |
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6 Witty Rejoinders:
I avoid baking things that require yeast for this exact reason. Too much chemistry involved. Were the cheese craters edible? They don't look half-bad. I've actually had that Brazilian bread before--I don't blame you for trying!
Sarah - Thanks for the follow! I'm excited to check out your blog! And the cheese craters were pretty gross, actually. Very greasy. A tragedy of Greek proportions.
So did you eat any of your cheese craters? They still seem pretty tasty to me.
I ate a few. They were so greasy, I had to toss most of them. Soooo sad.
Oh, that's funny! I can totally relate to this. My baking skills? Not so much.
P.S. Thanks for stopping by my blog!
Jeigh - Nice to see you here! And I'm glad I'm not the only one who has baking issues. Mine tend to center around my favorite food: bread. Tragic.
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