EoMEoTE!: John Henver's Runny Scotch Eggs

To the tune of: Take me home, Country Road:
Runny yolk, take me home
To the barn I belong
Best for dinner, mountain clucker
Take me home, runny yolk

...by that 70s song-stylin' dude, John Henver. :-)
There seems to be a lot of discussion on other websites about the runnyness of the yolks in these eggs, and how uninformed I must be. Yes, I know a Scotch Egg is supposed to be a hardboiled egg, but have you not noticed the song lyrics my friend invented?? This recipe reflects those lyrics!

The theme for this month's End of Month Egg on Toast Extravaganza is Seventies Song Lyrics, and all credit for both creations above to my old friend, L, who is truly the King of Cheese. L, who recently moved to Osaka to teach English (after that infamous cocktail party) and has the biggest collection of cheesy records I know (Tijuana Brass...Matt Monroe...!). We've known each other for years and spent countless hours together discovering our love for cooking, whilst living as poor uni students at a college with very dull dinners. It's amazing what you can do with a bar fridge, toaster and a kettle.... Only this weekend he started up his own foodblog, chronicling his culinary adventures in Japan. Good on you! I thought it couldn't get any better when you suggested John Henver "Runny Yolk", but when you emailed me and said "why don't you go for a complete 70s theme and make a Scotch Egg?" I bowed to your genius. :-)

Scotch Eggs seem to inspire involuntary shudders of disgust from, well, everybody. A. looked faintly disgusted when I suggested it, but agreed to give it a go. I mean, how bad can a boiled egg packed in sausage mince and breadcrumbs and then fried in a deep vat of oil be?? Besides going straight to your heart with its cholesterol-packed goodness. And possibly causing indigestion. Millions of Scottish can't be wrong!

So, I boiled me a couple of eggs and squodged a pack of commercial sausage mince around them til they were submerged. This is a messy process. Don't try to answer the phone or turn on a tap unless you enjoy finding dried bits of sausage meat greeting you the next morning. Then toss it around in a bowl of breadcrumbs; I used a combination of bog-standard stuff, and some Japanese panko - in deference to the Japanese connection. ;-) Then bung them in a pre-heated deep fryer for about 7 minutes or something. I seem to have a real thing about deep frying boiled eggs, don't I? We have an inbuilt deep-fryer so it was easy, but L. says he's baked them in the oven before, which would definitely be the healthier option! I cooked mine until the crust was very dark brown and crunchy, but as you can see, I still maintained my Runny Yolk....... Yay!

And the taste? Pretty damn good, actually! Not nearly as awful as we expected. In fact, we were a little worried that they could become a regular indulgence. It'd be a novel way to enjoy a sausage and eggs breakast...
So, John Henver 'Runny Yolk' Scotch Egg Perfection! To complement the cheesiest boy I know :-P

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