I bought more kale than any one person would ever need. I washed and tore it all up. Then "sprinkled it with oil". Now, I admit, this may have been where it fell apart. See, I have a deep seeded fear of oil. I hate the stuff. I hate adding it to stuff. I hate eating something I know has been covered in oil...yet I will eat oil fried french fries any day...it makes no sense, and even I don't understand it, but it's the way my mind works. You're suppose to cover the kale with oil...I may have half-heartedly sprinkled 1/2 a teaspoon on the pile and called it good.
Then I sprinkled it with salt and baked it until crisp. I was pretty excited to try them when I took them out of the oven. But instantaneously I was bowled over by the stench of rotting socks and urine. Yes, baked kale smells like rotting socks and urine. And the taste wasn't pleasant either. In fact, they were so bad that I cleaned my mouth out with some Fritos (fried in oil...there is no logic in my life).
Taste: D...even though it tasted like socks and urine it still beats out the eggplant
Texture: A...it was crispy, all things crispy get a thumbs up in my book
Ease of use: C+...I'm lazy
Likeliness that Carrie will eat it again: 50%
I found a new recipe for salt and vinegar kale chips. I'm thinking the vinegar might dampen the sock/urine taste and make them somewhat more edible. So, I'll probably it them again.
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