Generally when it comes to fondue, I’m a purist. White wine, sherry, Gruyere…though I do usually add a bit of Fontina, for some extra melty factor. My electric fondue pot is probably one of the kitchen items I’d save if our apartment was burning down. I don’t use it that often, maybe 3-4 times a year, but if you’ve ever made fondue in one of those sterno pots, I’m sure you understand.
I love cheese. And garlic. And wine. But what I love most is a concentrated form of all three, warm and gooey, served with bread. Or maybe apples.
ENTER FONDUE.
If I could eat fondue every day, I probably would. But I can’t. That whole obesity, heart attack, high cholesterol thing actually does concern me a bit. So I save fondue for days when I need to indulge. Usually this means super sucky days or really good days.
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