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Baked Onions with Cream and Thyme
Whole onions surrendered to a low oven with cream and thyme until they collapse into something golden, sweet and yielding, the kind of side dish that quietly upstages everything else on the table.
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Small, golden balls of herbed breadcrumbs and suet, scented with lemon and thyme, baked until they smell like the best part of a Sunday roast and served alongside the bird where they belong.
The kitchen already smells of roasting chicken. The windows have fogged. Somewhere beneath the bird, the juices are catching in the tin, turning dark and sticky, and the thyme you scattered over the breast an hour ago has crisped to almost nothing. This is the point where you roll the forcemeat balls.
They're an old recipe, the kind your grandmother might have made without a recipe at all, just a handful of this and a scattering of that, mixed in a bowl and shaped between flour-dusted palms. Breadcrumbs, suet, lemon zest, herbs, an egg to hold it all together. Nothing clever. Nothing you can't find in the kitchen already. But when they come out of the oven, golden and fragrant, and you pile them around the chicken on the serving plate, they do something to a roast dinner that nothing else quite manages. They complete it.
I wrote it down in the notebook years ago: forcemeat balls, lemon, thyme, Sunday. The recipe hasn't changed because it was right the first time. A recipe is a conversation, not a contract, but this one arrived at its conclusion early.
They're worth keeping alive. Not for nostalgia, not as a museum piece, but because they taste good and they make a roast better. That's reason enough.
Quantity
100g
Quantity
75g
Quantity
1
finely grated zest only
Quantity
2 tablespoons
finely chopped
Quantity
1 teaspoon
Quantity
½ teaspoon
freshly grated
Quantity
1
beaten
Quantity
to taste
Quantity
to taste
Quantity
a little
for rolling
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| fresh white breadcrumbs | 100g |
| beef or vegetable suet | 75g |
| unwaxed lemonfinely grated zest only | 1 |
| fresh flat-leaf parsleyfinely chopped | 2 tablespoons |
| fresh thyme leaves | 1 teaspoon |
| nutmegfreshly grated | ½ teaspoon |
| large eggbeaten | 1 |
| fine sea salt | to taste |
| black pepper | to taste |
| plain flour (optional)for rolling | a little |
Put the breadcrumbs, suet, lemon zest, parsley, thyme and nutmeg in a bowl. Season well with salt and pepper, more than you think, because the breadcrumbs will absorb it. Toss everything together with your fingers until it's evenly combined. It should smell clean and herby, with the lemon cutting through the richness of the suet.
Pour in the beaten egg and work it through with a fork, then your hands. The mixture should come together when you squeeze a handful, holding its shape without crumbling apart. If it feels dry and won't hold, add a teaspoon of cold water. If it feels sloppy, scatter in a few more breadcrumbs. You're looking for something that rolls cleanly between your palms without sticking.
Dust your hands lightly with flour. Pinch off walnut-sized pieces of the mixture and roll them between your palms into neat, round balls. Don't pack them too tightly or they'll turn dense and heavy in the oven. A gentle firmness. Set them on a baking tray lined with parchment, leaving a little space between each.
Set the oven to 190C/170C fan. Bake for eighteen to twenty minutes, turning them once halfway through. You want them golden all over, with a slight crust on the outside and a soft, savoury middle. The kitchen will smell of thyme and lemon and toasted breadcrumbs, which is how you know a roast dinner is nearly ready. Let them rest on the tray for a minute before transferring to the serving dish. They belong alongside the bird, tucked around the edges of the platter, catching the gravy.
1 serving (about 20g)
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