Hi there. I'm the Hasselback potato and I'm here to make you happy. Not to be immodest, but I'm probably the most exciting thing to happen to potatoes in your lifetime. I mean, when was the last time you got excited about a potato preparation that didn't involve frying, tons of cheese or bacon? Never, right? That's what's so great about me. I'm totally cool and exciting, and yet, I'm easy to prepare, I play well with others, and I don't require any additions other than olive oil (or butter on special occasions,) salt, pepper and heat.
Chris' brother Andrew introduced me to Chris on Tuesday--I met Andrew over here--and Chris fired up a batch of me that very same night. He sliced me thin about a third of the way through, drizzled me with olive oil, sea salt and pepper and then baked me at 375 for about an hour. I perfectly complimented a nice hunk of pan seared cod fillet and some asparagus which, sadly, were overdone.
I'm Swedish in origin and I cook up in a very interesting way. Because the heat is able to penetrate the thin slits in my body, I develop lots of interesting textures: some of me is tender and flaky, and other parts of me are crispy and crunchy. My bottom, the part of me that sits in the pan, gets very crisp--like a burnt up little hashbrown edge--and I'm a delight to both children and more sophisticated pallates.
Anyhoo, it's great to meet all of you and I hope you'll invite me over for dinner soon. Oh, one more thing, if you have the extra time, go ahead and put some thin slices of garlic in my slits. They'll add flavor, plus, by opening up my flesh to the heat of the oven, they'll turn the crunch factor up to 11.
Ta ta for now! I have a feeling I'll be seeing you all soon.