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Readers, you know tofu and I have a troubled relationship. I had sworn off ever trying another recipe involving it again. The only thing that ever worked out okay for me were the vegetarian wontons. And after my batch of those were gone, I didn’t feel compelled to try them again.
Then, I was given a recipe by someone I trust. Someone who has given me recipes before for foods I’m not fond of and have worked! I credit these recipes for getting me to try a number of new foods and then including them in my regular diet. So when I got the recipe, I decided to give it a whirl.
These things smelled like fried chicken as they were frying up due to the sweet smoked paprika in the flour mix. But in the end, I still couldn’t get beyond that tofu. I have a feeling I didn’t do this recipe quite right. But I know what the real culprit is. It’s the tofu. It’s tricked me again. It disguised itself as a recipe that looked like it would work, got a dear friend to vouch for it, and fooled me again dangit!
Well, no more. I don’t care what recipe it presents itself as next time. No more tofu tryouts. The result is the same nearly everytime: I make a mess of the kitchen and end up throwing away the results.
You hear that tofu? You won’t trick me again. I’ll not allow it. I’m plugging my ears to you as I make plans to resurrect the lentil cakes recipe. They love me. Yeah, lentils and I, we go way back now. :P