It’s Cheese. And it’s Fried. ‘Nuff Said.
Shady Glen, Manchester
July 16, 2009
As I’m placing this blurb in my arbitrary “unique food as far as I know it” section, I feel better about the fact that my son and I ate several pieces of cheese – make that FRIED cheese – for the good of the blog. Sacrifices, people.
I’d heard about the legendary fried cheese at Shady Glen years ago, and knowing how much Hoang would love such a thing, I got some “to go” back then. By the time we got home, the cheese was soggy and kind of blah. But I knew it had potential.
In the interim, I’ve had it “fresh” on a couple occasions and let me tell you – this stuff alone is worth a trip to Manchester, even if their charming old school style, decent food, and excellent ice cream weren’t enough. I love fried cheese.
Don’t judge me – you’d love it too. And you’ll love me for cluing you into the secret. You see, it’s not listed on the menu, but it can be ordered by itself as an appetizer. For under two bucks, you get a plate with four slices of curled cheese that’s crispy and browned on the bottom and semi-soft and pliable on the top.
They also put fried cheese on your cheeseburgers and something else called the Cheesefurter. Heck, they could put it on my coleslaw and I’d be happy.
We’ve tried to replicate it at home with decent success, but it just not as good. Perhaps if Hoang put on one of Shady Glen’s old timey waitress outfits it would make it better.