I own a croquette press, which I have gotten from my mother-in-law many years ago. So, about three years ago, I tried and made potato croquettes successfully. Then the press was promptly stowed away in one of my many kitchen shelves and duly forgotten.
Yesterday, I announced to D that we shall have croquettes instead of our weekly fries on Saturday.
Dang, making croquettes sure was labour intensive. There were so many steps involved, so many things that needed to be done. Peeling, boiling, mashing, pushing the mashed potato through the press, cutting it up, letting it cool overnight, then dredging it in flour, egg white and breadcrumbs. Holy crap, and the cleaning up afterwards!
As of now, the croquettes are still to be fried up and eaten. Let’s hope that the whole process will be worth my while.