Well not really hidden, more like forgotten.  Maybe it’s because I don’t eat them as often as say, french fries. But every time I eat them I invariably, at least once, get the dreaded molten hot onion that slides out of the protective sheath of the breading and scalds the crap out of my lip. […]

I found this recipe at the Noble Pig. I haven’t had a chance to try it yet but it looks just fantastic. See the whole story here: Noble Pig: When the Moon Hits the Sky….