In case you don't understand the lyrics that this post is tagged with I suggest watching A Knight's Tale with Heath Ledger. Great movie. Throughout the dinner I was also singing this, and I only found out later in the evening that my friends thought I made it up. Yes, that sounds like me, but no, not this time.
Upon searching all of the net for Liechtensteiner recipes I declared that they only eat three things: pancake, schnitzel, and mac and cheese. A brief moment on Rosti, my friends convinced me of making Kasknopfle (don't ask me how to pronounce it). A little more searching and I found mention of how they both grow and eat a lot of asparagus. Something green with fiber! My intestines were already thanking me.
So I researched how schnitzel is made (since this was the noodle in kasknopfle), and while I would typically just McGyver something I already own to fit my needs I decided this time I would go crazy and buy a schnitzel maker, which was basically a super dull cheese grater. No idea how this was going to work.
I get to Amber's early and we talk her puppy to the park, with the added bonus of watching her lead him around holding on to his collar because she forgot to grab a leash. Then back to the house for the usual cooking frenzy.
After I made my batter, I was discussing how it looked like a small amount and next thing I know people are yelling at me to double it. It really didn't look like a lot, so I agreed and doubled it.
SO MUCH SPATZEL.
I was super nervous about using my spatzel maker, but once I got started I was freaking out at how cool it was. Spatzel dough is much runnier than typical pasta dough, so it dripped through the holes into the boiling water creating these drops of deliciousness.
But holy cow that was a lot of spatzel.
Liechtenstein was very reminiscent of Switzerland with all the cheese, which made sense since they were border buddies, but we have learned from our mistake and made sure we have some fibrous side dishes as well. It made for a freakin' delicious meal.
After dinner we played some games until Jenny realized that she still needed to make her dessert. The look on her face gave me the impression that she fully intended to try not to cook dessert so late, so I made sure to let her know that I fully intended to have my pancake and eat it too.
She gave in quite easily, and we were all glad she did, because it was yummy.
(Celebrated March 17th, 2018)
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