Deep-Fried Mars Bar Adventures

Myself, Josh and Allan went to our friend Captain Hammer‘s house for dinner last night to try a few exciting new things! It was, as I’m sure you can guess, exciting.

The most exciting bit was that his living room has a two-person lift down to his garage, where he spends his time grinding down the parts of an engine to make his motorbike faster. (I’m not even joking – he is the epitome of masculinity with a handlebar mustache some days and chiselled jaw on others.) He has a lift down into his batcave/hammercave, which feels very surreal to use.

Once we were done gaping, slack-jawed, at the manliness of the household, fried calamari was served with potato wedges and garlic mayo. Calamari’s a snazzy meal, not huge on flavour but the texture of batter and chewy squid works well together. A really nice, light starter.

Then to offset the nice, light starter the main course was a deep-fried Mars bar and chips. If you haven’t heard of them before, deep-fried Mars bars are a very Scottish meal originating in Aberdeen, and like many Scottish delicacies it tastes a lot like a delicious heart attack. It wasn’t anywhere near as oily as I expected, and the Mars bar taste wasn’t at all overpowered.

Photo is from Wikipedia, and doesn’t look as nice as ours did. I couldn’t take a pic because I was too busy eating it, and they’re apparently no good if left to cool down. Josh managed to eat his in a terrifying but impressive speed of about ten seconds.

I really want to buy a deep fat fryer just to try making one for the other half now (as well as trying some other suggestions we’ve heard: deep-friend Bounty, Snickers, Cream Eggs, and Ferrero Roche). We have a rule against buying a deep fat fryer because our eating habits will take a turn for the worst, but for once-in-a-blue-moon use it’s very tempting. And a deep-fried Ferrero Roche sounds like a dream.

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