For those who didn’t know, I have two nationalities. I lived in France practically my whole life, like my mother, but I was born in the Netherlands, like my father. Half my family lives close to Eindhoven and I regularly go visit them for family events. And every time I HAVE to get my hands on krokets. Which is pretty easy given that you have actually vending machines with krokets in it.
The kroket is a snack made of a tasty, oh so delicious filling and a crispy coating. The whole thing is deep fried. I’ve never been quite sure of what the filling is made of. I’m not sure I really wanna know, but basically, it’s a mix of bechamel, chopped meat and onions/mushrooms/vegetables. It’s soft, it’s salty, it’s so good. If you ever get your hands on it, try it.
Now, I can find some in Lyon (where I live), in one snack/restaurant, but they don’t prepare it the way IT SHOULD BE. That is:
- You take a small white bread (kinda looks like a hot dog bread).
- You place the kroket on the bread
- You squish it until it spills its guts and spread its beautiful goodness on the bread.
- You add a tasty mayonnaise on top of it. If you’re in the Netherlands, ask for fritesaus or knoflocksaus. Or you can add mustard, or any other sauce. I’m not judging you. I swear.
- Eat. Love. Ask for another one.
Bon appétit 🙂