Fried Anchovy Balls
Today, my dad came home loaded with fresh anchovies. "Hey Stella, I brought anchovies!" he said. "How do you want them, dad?" I asked. He replied, "Make them however you like..."
There are plenty of anchovies, it's a beautiful day, we have ouzo, and thank God we have the ingredients. So, I'll turn them into delicious fried anchovy balls.
First, let's clean them and then get started...
Our Ingredients:
500g cleaned anchovies (without heads)
1 tomato, deseeded and finely chopped
1 onion, minced
2 cloves of garlic,
? bunch of parsley, finely chopped
1 tbsp ouzo
15 mint leaves
A little dill or fennel
4-5 tbsp self-rising flour
2 tbsp olive oil
Salt and pepper
Vegetable oil for frying Lemon for serving
As far as I can remember from my childhood in the village, significant images are etched in my memory of the moments spent kneading the tiganopsomo dough. What joy it brought us! Early in the morning, my grandmother would head to the village oven to get yeast (back then, we didn't have those convenient yeast packets). And so, the beautiful process would begin. "It shouldn't rise too much!" she would press it gently with her hands, creating small indentations with her fingers. Meanwhile, we would secretly take bits of dough (as if she wouldn't notice) and play, shaping little rolls or mimicking my grandmother Panayiota's movements. Later, it was time for the frying pan... a drizzle of olive oil, the bread placed on the pan, and my grandmother would constantly turn it (to ensure it cooked evenly, she would say).
We would take our places on the divan, eagerly awaiting the plain tiganopso?mo served with petimezi (grape molasses) or tiganopsomo filled with feta cheese. The feta was sparingly grated, as my grandmother would say, "It's not a cheese pie." The exhaustion from playing, the warm tiganopsomo, and the cozy warmth of the fireplace... oh my! One by one, sleep would overcome us, fully satisfied.
Here are our ingredients: