Fluffy buttermilk beignets with a hint of cinnamon and nutmeg showered with mounds of powdered sugar.
Pronounced ben-yays, not beg-nets. Whoa, do not make the mistake of pronouncing it wrong in front of a group of New Orleans beignet connoisseurs. That’s one trip to we’re-never-going-to-let-you-live-this-down that you don’t want to join.
It only took me a hundred typos before I finally remembered that the “g” is placed in front of–not behind–the “n.” Sheesh, give me a break, beignet!
The #SundaySupper group is celebrating Fat Tuesday this week, except we’re calling it Fat Sunday. What’s Fat Tuesday? Heck if I know! I’m just in it for the free booze and all-you-can-eat beignets hidden under mountains of powdered sugar.
Have you ever been to Nawleans? Am I pronouncing it right?
I haven’t had the luxury of taking a trip to the Big Easy, but it’s on my bucket list. Even Squirrel wants to go. Granted, he doesn’t want to go for the same reason I want to–food, of course–but I’m sure we can work something out. Oh, his reason? Get ready to laugh.
Gator hunting. Yup, I’m married to a man that wants to “choot” (that’s how he says it) gators for living. It’s his life long dream–I kid you not.
Every time he turns on the television, it’s a guarantee that Swamp People will show up on the screen. If I hear the man say, “Choot “Em!” or “Get ’em in da boat!” one more time, he’s going to be shipped off to live with the gators in a floating house on the bayou.
Please enjoy the rest of the post while I go find a rock to hide under.
While Squirrel is off on an air boat in the middle of the swamp bating large, slimy reptiles, I’ll be sitting at a local cafe on Bourbon Street sipping a chicory coffee and enjoying a good book.
Believe it or not, beignets are easy to make. Before last week, I had no idea what exactly a beignet was. It wasn’t until I did some research that I found out that beignets are pretty much just like the doughnut, minus the hole in the center. In fact, their Louisiana’s state doughnut.
Cafe Du Monde, Louisiana’s most popular destination for beignets and chicory coffee, describes beignets as “a square piece of dough fried in vegetable oil and lavishly covered with powdered sugar.”
I made this particular recipe with buttermilk. I like the tang that the buttermilk adds to the soft, yeasty dough. A bit of sugar sweetens the dough ever so slightly, while the cinnamon and nutmeg add a hint of spice.
I used my dough hook to mix up the dough. If you don’t own a dough hook, feel free to use a wooden spoon and your hands to mix the dough.
I used Red Star Platinum yeast to speed up the rise time. I get a little impatient when it comes to making doughnuts. My theory is, the quicker the process, the sooner I get to devour doughnuts. I think it’s a pretty good theory.
After the dough is finished rising, roll the dough out to form a 1/2-inch thick rectangle.
Trim the edges with a floured knife or, my favorite, a pizza cutter.
Cut the dough into large squares.
The dough gets fried in canola oil that has been heated to 350 degrees F.
Cook the beignets for 2 minutes on each side, or until golden in color. Use a slotted spoon or a pair of metal tongs to flip the dough.
Allow the beignets to cool slightly before adding the powdered sugar.
Make, make it rain! The more powdered sugar, the better.
I got so excited about the beignets that I ate one right after they finished frying, one after their glamour shots, and one piled high with vanilla ice cream after dinner.
Now, I’ve never been to New Orleans, so I can’t compare them to the famous beignets from Cafe Du Monde, but I do know one thing…they’re damn good.
Think yeasty. Like, extra yeasty. They have a slight tang from the buttermilk and spice from the cinnamon and nutmeg. They’re mildly sweet with a light, marshmallowy interior. After you finish one, you’ll move on to number two. They’re that addictive.
Fluffy buttermilk beignets with a hint of cinnamon and nutmeg showered with mounds of powdered sugar.
The beignets are best if eaten directly after they’re finished frying.
Adapted from Local Milk.
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