Deep Fried Creme Eggs.
Sneeker, Twin B and I headed over to A Salt and Battery on Greenwich Ave. last night to get us some tasty fried dinner, but more importantly, to allow me to try my favorite candy, kicked up a notch (my apologies, Emeril).
Before we get to the egg experience, I’d like to say that dinner was quite excellent - All the fish was fresh and tasty and their batter is really light and crisp. The onion rings were especially good, as were the chips (I’d never had chips before, and while a bit surprised they were basically fries and not “chippier” for lack of a better term, they were still good.)
And then, the egg. Oh, the lovely lovely Creme Egg. All I can say is, I took my first bite, and started laughing with glee. The crunchy batter coating, with the slightly melted chocolate shell and the almost liquid center, was truly exquisite. I didn’t even think it was going to be as amazing as it was.
Sneeker commented that from now on, I’m going to have to differentiate between normal Creme Eggs and Deep Fried Creme Eggs - “Honey, I brought home a few Creme Eggs - the non-deep fried variety.” I think he’s right.
I shall return, A Salt and Battery. Oh yes. I shall return.
P.S. Thanks to Sneeker for the pix!