Brooklyn, how do I love thee
I presume that the word croquette instantly brings to mind those fantastic deep friend potatoes that every culture in the world seems to have adopted as their own, but this weekend I was treated to a fantastic variation to the dish. I was once again visiting my dear friend Tadashi-san in croquette croque Madame, which is cheese, bread, ham and butter with a fried egg on top. It may be because I had had two Campari and oranges by the time it arrived, but it was fantastic. The egg yolk spilling over pan fried bread and cheese. This restaurant is a winner. I walked downstairs to use the restroom, and there was a dj booth and fireplace. Must every place in
You increase the value of a sandwich tenfold by throwing an egg on it. It’s like getting a convertible instead of a hard top. Anthony Bourdain just ate blood cake with a fried egg on the UK episode of No Reservations. He said it might be his new death row meal.
I think that sandwich is a “croque” rather than “croquette;” but yes, it’s hard to say no to grilled, cheesy bready stuff.
In German, anyway, Kroketten are the same general idea as Japanese korokke, though smaller and blander; I think croquette is the same as the German style.
@Jason: Hey! I have not heard from you in a while, I hope you are well. Thanks for clearing up another of my culinary misconceptions!
When I saw the menu, I really thought that croque was the same as korokke. It seemed like it would be the way to romanize the characters. I have no regrets, it was a spectacular breakfast.