The boys with the clean house recently popped over to spend the night at our messy place.
Keenly aware of my growing library fines, I was determined to make one last recipe from Bonny Wolf's food memoir, Talking with my Mouth Full, before sending it back. So I recruited some young helpers and we mixed up popover batter, thinking we'd have fresh rolls with our otherwise unremarkable dinner. Then I realized the batter is supposed to set a while before baking...and that they take nearly an hour to bake.
Guess what, guys? We're going to have fresh, warm popovers for breakfast tomorrow!
"When the batter hits the oven heat," Wolf explains, "the liquid sends off steam and the popovers balloon into hollow shells."
Smothered with butter and jam, these magical rolls were a hit with 3 out of the 4 boys. (The 4th is the resident picky eater noted in our Sage Grille review--I'm honored that he even tried a popover.)