I was a high school senior at the time. Just like the seniors before us, the class of 2005 I was a part of had its own entrepreneurial ventures. The Friday one involved a mini snack bar during our quick 20-minute recess. The key selling item on our menu: these Haitian street foods known as pate kde.
We quickly ran out of them every Friday. They disappeared from our stall in a matter of seconds. Thing is, they were the best thing yet. Unlike most pate kde, ours were not drenched in frying oil. As for the stuffing, it was on point. The salted smoked herring was well-seasoned with just the right amount of heat. And yes, by heat I definitely mean piment bouc.
It is both that longing for an exact replica of those pate kde and the evolution of this staple that encouraged me to try and prepare them myself. The pate kode I am serving you today are the closest thing to the ones I grew up with.
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