Fried Empanadas

If you want to add more dairy free recipes to your repertoire, Fried Empanadas might be a recipe you should try. One serving contains 260 calories, 8g of protein, and 16g of fat. This recipe serves 24. For 51 cents per serving, this recipe covers 8% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. A mixture of cumin, shortening, ground pepper, and a handful of other ingredients are all it takes to make this recipe so yummy. This recipe is typical of European cuisine. 415 people found this recipe to be flavorful and satisfying. It is brought to you by Allrecipes. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes about 2 hours and 20 minutes. Overall, this recipe earns a not so amazing spoonacular score of 38%. Try Empanadas de Pollo (Fried Bolivian Chicken Empanadas), Quick Fried Beef Empanadas (Pastel de Carne), and Empanadas De Flor De Calabaza (squash Blossom Empanadas) for similar recipes.

Servings: 24

Preparation duration: 60 minutes

Cooking duration: 20 minutes

 

Ingredients:

1 tablespoon cumin

4 1/2 cups all-purpose flour

1 1/2 pounds ground beef

1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper

2 hard-cooked eggs, peeled and chopped

1 quart oil for frying, or as needed

2 tablespoons olive oil

1 small onion, chopped

2 tablespoons paprika

1/2 cup raisins

1 1/2 teaspoons salt

1/2 cup shortening

1 1/4 cups water, or as needed

1 tablespoon white vinegar

Equipment:

bowl

plastic wrap

blender

frying pan

paper towels

Cooking instruction summary:

In a medium bowl, stir together the flour and salt. Cut in shortening using a pastry blender, or pinching into small pieces using your fingers, until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Use a fork to stir in water a few tablespoons at a time, until the mixture forms a ball. Pat into a ball, and flatten slightly. Wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate for 1 hour. Heat the oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add the onion and cook until tender. Crumble in the beef, and season with salt, paprika, cumin and black pepper. Cook, stirring frequently, until beef is browned. Drain excess grease, and stir in the raisins and vinegar. Refrigerate until chilled, then stir in the hard-cooked eggs. Form the dough into 2 inch balls. On a floured surface, roll each ball out into a thin circle. Spoon some of the meat mixture onto the center, then fold into half-moon shapes. Seal edges by pressing with your fingers. Heat oil in a deep-fryer to 365 degrees F (180 degrees C). Place one or two pies into the fryer at a time. Cook for about 5 minutes, turning once to brown on both sides. Drain on paper towels, and serve hot. Kitchen-Friendly View

 

Step by step:


1. In a medium bowl, stir together the flour and salt.

2. Cut in shortening using a pastry blender, or pinching into small pieces using your fingers, until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Use a fork to stir in water a few tablespoons at a time, until the mixture forms a ball. Pat into a ball, and flatten slightly. Wrap in plastic wrap and refrigerate for 1 hour.

3. Heat the oil in a large skillet over medium heat.

4. Add the onion and cook until tender. Crumble in the beef, and season with salt, paprika, cumin and black pepper. Cook, stirring frequently, until beef is browned.

5. Drain excess grease, and stir in the raisins and vinegar. Refrigerate until chilled, then stir in the hard-cooked eggs.

6. Form the dough into 2 inch balls. On a floured surface, roll each ball out into a thin circle. Spoon some of the meat mixture onto the center, then fold into half-moon shapes. Seal edges by pressing with your fingers.

7. Heat oil in a deep-fryer to 365 degrees F (180 degrees C).

8. Place one or two pies into the fryer at a time. Cook for about 5 minutes, turning once to brown on both sides.

9. Drain on paper towels, and serve hot.


Nutrition Information:

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259k Calories
8g Protein
15g Total Fat
21g Carbs
3% Health Score
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Calories
259k
13%

Fat
15g
24%

  Saturated Fat
3g
24%

Carbohydrates
21g
7%

  Sugar
0.3g
0%

Cholesterol
35mg
12%

Sodium
172mg
8%

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Protein
8g
16%

Selenium
13µg
19%

Vitamin B1
0.21mg
14%

Vitamin B3
2mg
13%

Folate
47µg
12%

Iron
2mg
12%

Vitamin B2
0.19mg
11%

Vitamin B12
0.65µg
11%

Manganese
0.2mg
10%

Vitamin E
1mg
10%

Zinc
1mg
10%

Phosphorus
83mg
8%

Vitamin K
6µg
7%

Vitamin B6
0.13mg
6%

Vitamin A
312IU
6%

Fiber
1g
5%

Potassium
154mg
4%

Copper
0.07mg
4%

Vitamin B5
0.35mg
4%

Magnesium
13mg
3%

Calcium
16mg
2%

covered percent of daily need
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