Sometimes my taste buds compromise with me when I get home from work, tired and and cranky. I make myself a cup of herbal tea, a half dozen club multigrain crackers, a half of an apple spread with crunchy almond butter. And I am a happy camper.
But not tonight.
My taste buds refuse to even consider the alternatives I have to offer.
"I want a decent meal"
"But tonight, I don't feel like cooking."
"That's too bad. Don't even think about those lazyass food you're going to feed me. Feed me with decent meal or you're going to bed hungry."
I know when my taste buds are upset.
I threw a half dozen frozen prawns into a pot, along with three cups of water, chopped celery, fresh ginger, garlic, a few cardamom seeds, a tea spoon of coarse seal salt, black pepper and squeezed some lemon juice to make two cups of *cacamerba broth.
In another pot, I boil some water, add two dried wheat bun noodles (mee sanggui as Mak named it) for four minutes and remove the noodles from the heat.
Fry finely sliced shallots into a tablespoon of hot oil until its aroma rises up to heaven, add chilly paste and tomato ketchup. Lower the heat to medium and add the prawns.
Add the broth when the prawns switch their coats. As soon as I see the little bubbles pop up here on there on the broth surface, I add noodles. Stir and I add chopped spinach. Less than two minutes, I removed the wok from the heat. I top sprout and sprinkle fried crispy shallots.
My taste buds smile from ear to ear.
OOOH yum yum yum yum yum yum yum.
My taste buds are now very crossed with me.
*nothing new*
Kisses.
nx
Posted by: Nina | July 14, 2007 at 03:11 AM