Okay, I confess, when it comes to onions I have no self control. I love them in everything, even when they’re simply sauteed in butter and seasoned with a few fennel seeds. But doctored up in batter and flour and then fried to golden goodness? Oh, my stars, get out of my way before I knock you down to get to them.
I’ve bought containers of them to use in recipes before, but I’ve never bought any to just sit and nibble on,,, before yesterday. Oh, man, so long potato chips. I assure you yesterday is not the last time I will be buying containers of those little onion-y delights for snacking again.
Speaking of delights. I like reading legal thrillers. Including these two specifically. So along with a bag of French fried onions, may I recommend to you: Dark Moon and The Death of Distant Stars. They’re both written by Deborah Hawkins. All I can tell you is I enjoyed them very much.
Also work progresses on my new venture at writing short romantic suspense fiction. Wish me luck. And be sure to check the book out once it’s finished. The working title is: Blind Faith. Be sure to watch for it.
Happy reading, happy writing,