Wonton Jalapeno Poppers

Wonton Jalapeno Poppers might be just the Chinese recipe you are searching for. One serving contains 281 calories, 5g of protein, and 28g of fat. This recipe serves 8 and costs 50 cents per serving. It works well as a side dish. 999 people found this recipe to be delicious and satisfying. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes roughly 20 minutes. It is brought to you by Copy Kat. Head to the store and pick up cooking oil, sharp cheddar cheese, wonton wrappers, and a few other things to make it today. Taking all factors into account, this recipe earns a spoonacular score of 19%, which is rather bad. Similar recipes include Jalapeño Poppers, Jalapeno Poppers, and Jalapeño Poppers.

Servings: 8

Preparation duration: 10 minutes

Cooking duration: 10 minutes

 

Ingredients:

cooking oil

8 ounces cream cheese, softened to room temperature

1 to 2 medium jalapenos, finely diced

1 cup grated sharp cheddar cheese

wonton wrappers

1/2 teaspoon worcestershire sauce

Equipment:

mixing bowl

Cooking instruction summary:

Mix together room temperature cream cheese and grated Cheddar cheese in a medium sized mixing bowl. Add worcestershire sauce, and chopped jalapeno and mix well into the cream cheese mixture.Add about 1/2 teaspoon of the filling to the wonton wrapper. Dip your finger into water and run your finger along 2 sides of the wonton wrapper. Fold the dry edge onto the wet edge of the wonton wrapper and press the edges together. Make sure that they wontons are well sealed.Add enough oil to the cooking vessel so the bottom 3 to 4 inches are covered. Heat oil to 350 degrees. Cook the wontons for about 90 seconds turning when brown on the first side, and then cooking until browned on the other side. Remove and drain on a wire wrack before serving.

 

Step by step:


1. Mix together room temperature cream cheese and grated Cheddar cheese in a medium sized mixing bowl.

2. Add worcestershire sauce, and chopped jalapeno and mix well into the cream cheese mixture.

3. Add about 1/2 teaspoon of the filling to the wonton wrapper. Dip your finger into water and run your finger along 2 sides of the wonton wrapper. Fold the dry edge onto the wet edge of the wonton wrapper and press the edges together. Make sure that they wontons are well sealed.

4. Add enough oil to the cooking vessel so the bottom 3 to 4 inches are covered.

5. Heat oil to 350 degrees. Cook the wontons for about 90 seconds turning when brown on the first side, and then cooking until browned on the other side.

6. Remove and drain on a wire wrack before serving.


Nutrition Information:

 

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