I told you I can't stop eating crispy shallots. I made another batch last night. They are like crispy crackballs of joy. Carson said they make the house smell like Carls Jr., which, come to think of it, is probably a bad thing? Whatever. I love them with all of my heart and soul.
Found something new to top them on last night. I took couscous, prepared it just like the box told me to, added frozen peas, let them warm up by stirring them into the couscous, and topped them with crispy shallots.