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Cheesy and Corny

No, we are not talking about the latest bollywood hit. This is my entry for this month's Taste & Create, the recipe swapping event hosted by Nicole of ForFood. I was super thrilled to have a partner who originally comes from Mumbai. Aditi now lives in Chennai (in southern India), but her blog is full of Maharashtrian recipes. When I first saw her blog, I told her I will make a traditional Bombay dish from her blog.

But then, I kept coming back to her Cheese Corn Balls. As Aditi said, this is a favorite dish ordered at restaurants - for her, and for me. So why pass up the chance to make this delicious appetizer at home.



To make these perfectly delicious cheese balls, boil a cup of corn and grind until coarse. Be super careful because this only takes a few seconds, and you don't want a fine paste. Blend the corn with 100 gms paneer, 3 cheese cubes (cut into really small pieces), 2 tbsp corn flour, 1/4 cup plain flour, a pinch of baking powder, 1/2 tbsp lemon juice and salt. Aditi also added ground coriander and green chillies, but I had neither at home so added some black pepper for that zing.

When everything's blended into a dough, make lemon sized balls. I got 10 balls with my dough, which I put in the fridge to chill for 10 minutes. Remove from fridge, dip each ball in cold milk and then roll in bread crumbs to coat. If you are making double my recipe like Aditi did, and you are working in Bombay heat, it might be a good idea to do this in batches. With my 10, the last 2 were quite soft and melted when I dipped them. Put them back in the fridge for 10 minutes to set.

Take the cheese balls out of the fridge. Heat oil until piping hot, then reduce the heat. This should take a couple of minutes so your cheese balls will be ready to fry by then. Fry on a really low flame, so that they take a few minutes to brown and are cooked through. Eat immediately with your favorite chutney.

Favorite restaurant food that's easily redone at home. Perfect, and delicious!

Chesse corn balls also go to Vandana for her Paneer - a delicacy and to Sangeeth for her Eat Healthy - Protein Rich event.

Comments

Srivalli said…
Simran, that sure looks so yummy!..what a way to indulge man...see I again forgot T&C..:(
ranji said…
this sure looks delicious...a great appetiser or snack to have anytime
Anonymous said…
Sri - I agree they were quite sinful. But great as a one-time treat :)

Thanks notyet100, Ranji. They were really yum
Anonymous said…
cheese and corn is a great combo....love the idea of adding panner cubes
Sangeeth said…
yummy simran....very goos snack i guess...have to try it soon....
Bhawana said…
this is looking very tempting. nice one.
Bharti said…
I wish I could just pick one up and pop it in to my mouth! Looks super inviting.
Rashmi said…
yum yum.. have to try sometime...


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Hey thanks for this one!!! I love your fotos.....i wish i could pop one in my mouth!! :)
Btw I am trying your mint cooler!! Thanks!!
Bharti said…
hey Simran! Soemthing for you at my blog...check it out ;-)
Nidhi said…
pic is very inviting. One of my favourite order at restaurants.

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