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Post by Clipper on Mar 2, 2008 12:34:09 GMT -5
I blew the old diet this morning. Kathy made fried dough with cinnamon and sugar. She simply puts frozen bread dough in a dutch oven, covers it with saran wrap and leaves it overnight to rise. It takes 3 or 4 hours to thaw, and then has another 3-5 hours to rise so that it just about fills the pot. Punch the dough down, and tear off small pieces and form them with your hands into round pieces about 1/2 inch thick and 4 or 5 inches in diameter. She simply fries it in about an inch or so of vegetable oil, heated to about 350 or 375. Fry it and turn it until it is golden brown on both sides. She takes it immediately to a paper towel for a quick blotting of the grease, and then directly into a bag of either granulated sugar, or a combination of sugar and cinnamon. She likes butter on hers, and I love it just shaken in the cinnamon sugar mixture. It is great and very easy. It's a wonderful treat on a Sunday morning with a hot cup of black coffee! Mmmmm, It's sooooo good! ;D
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Post by frankcor on Mar 2, 2008 18:54:00 GMT -5
Next time try using a little salt instead of cinnamon and sugar -- Sicilian style. You won't feel so guilty about all the sugar
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Post by concerned on Mar 2, 2008 20:04:52 GMT -5
I make that all the time I LOVE it. And it reminds me of my deseased Italian grandmother from Italy. Ah I can smell the aroma all over again. And I just remembered I have a pound of dough in the freezer. I know what I'm having for breakfast.
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Post by Clipper on Mar 2, 2008 23:05:13 GMT -5
;)Thanks for the tip Frank. I will try the salt thing next time we have fried dough., although I try to limit my sodium intake somewhat. Sounds good though. Well, concerned, enjoy your fried dough. We enjoyed the fried dough for breakfast, and you could still faintly smell the wonderful smell when we came home a little while ago. Have a good night folks. Say a prayer for my dad. He is 83 and was hospitalized today with pneumonia and fluid on his lungs. He has congestive heart failure among other health problems. God bless you all.
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 3, 2008 17:01:50 GMT -5
Oh Clipper, such wonderful memories- getting home from church on a Sunday morn and having the usual traditional breakfast with the whole family ( even the babies) enjoying the demitasse black coffee, fried dough and fried crispy meatballs. I like to sprinkle confectionery sugar on my fried dough . My kids liked both the butter or cinnamon and sugar. All is good. ;D Forgot to mention since my family was like the United Nations, (some were adopted), had the Polish music playing in the background. ;D Now that the kids are all grown and out of the house how I miss that so much. Thanks for the memories.
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Post by Clipper on Mar 3, 2008 17:29:37 GMT -5
;D I miss the oopa shoopa music down here. I used to put it on the radio on sundays! Oh well. Now all we get is noise, rap, and a little good country now and then. haha. ;D
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 3, 2008 22:46:39 GMT -5
Yepper, WIBXam still has it's Polish program on every Sunday morns with plenty of polkas to pick you up for the rest of the day. I still have it playing every Sunday when at camp and have the fried dough cooking in the old pan on my deck. ;D
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Post by frankcor on Mar 4, 2008 10:54:44 GMT -5
As a child, I looked forward to sitting in my grandma's kitchen waiting for fried dough and listening to the Polish Hour on WIBX radio. Even though there wasn't a drop of Polish blood in her Calabrese veins and she didn't know a word of Polish, it was her favorite program. I guess it was the sound of European music that attracted her. There isn't a lot of difference between a Polka and a Tarentella.
I remember listening to the stream of Polish language waiting to catch a word I could understand. Usually it was something like "... Hapanowicz Brothers Genessee St Utica New York ..." It wasn't until years later that I would figure out that ap'-an-oh'-vich and ha-pan'-oh-witz' were really the same place.
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 4, 2008 12:28:24 GMT -5
lol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah Frank, since in my family we are known as the United Nations I find the only difference in the music is the dance steps . We use to listen to the Italian hour on WIBX right along with the Polish program ;D. In fact Louie, the long time host of that program and his wife Dolores, were my neighbors when I lived in Clinton. Wonderful people and funny to. Through them I met my dearest friend, Lou Barile, who was a radio announcer on WIBX along with Mike and Dan Fusco, and Ralph Romano. Lou went on to become Utica's City Treasurer for 28 years and the Fuscos ended up owning WIBX. ;D Ralph retired and moved to Florida where he passed away two years ago. Lou is now retired but still manages to make me nuts through his emails and phone calls. If you ever get a chance to see or meet Lou, you'll have to ask him what I did to him on his birthday one year at City Hall concerning a Stripper . Let me just say this, it was the talk in City Hall for years and I'm still hiding out from Lou. lol!!!!!!!!!! We, the younger Polish generalization, made it alot easier to pronoun "apanchvich" just by changing it to "Happy's."
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Post by frankcor on Mar 4, 2008 12:51:27 GMT -5
A stripper? Oh, my!
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 4, 2008 19:25:12 GMT -5
That's what most at City Hall said that day as their tongues were hanging out while Lou had her sitting on his lap singing him Happy Birthday. Lou almost didn't make it to his next birthday after that. He said his heart couldn't take it any more.
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Post by frankcor on Mar 4, 2008 21:21:48 GMT -5
It's not his heart he was likely worried about.
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 4, 2008 22:19:27 GMT -5
Oh, you know him.
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Post by frankcor on Mar 5, 2008 0:39:30 GMT -5
No, but I am half-Italian.
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 5, 2008 1:05:44 GMT -5
Ooh, Frank you're telling your secrets! ;D Hot blooded, huh? Well , since you're only half then in your case it would be just simmering.
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