Sunday, January 22, 2012

My Cooking Mojo

...has finally returned.

Tonight was Masman Curry.

And since I don't remember if I already posted this recipe, this might be a repeat. But it's a must-have, must-keep, must-remember. Something like that.

2 TBSP olive oil
1 red onion. Or is it purple?
2 heaping TBSP masman curry paste (found at an asian market for $2.69)
3 or 4 chicken breasts cubed
2 - 14.5 oz. cans coconut milk
1 - 14.5oz can broth (I used vegetable, but chicken is fine)
4 russet potatoes, bite size
3 carrots, bite size
2 TBSP fish sauce for the salt (nasty smelling stuff from asian market)
3 TBSP brown sugar
2 tsp cinnamon
1 red pepper, bite size
Serve over rice with peanuts and raisins on top!

In large pot, pour OO. Add red onion and curry paste. Stir.
Then add chicken until cooked through and looks like the right pic.
Then add 2 two cans of coconut milk, 1 can broth, potatoes, carrots, fish sauce, cinnamon, and brown sugar. Boil med-high heat for 20 minutes, or until potatoes are done. It will start to thicken from starch in potatoes.

Add red pepper during last 5 minutes.
Add more fish sauce, sugar and cinnamon to taste. 

I forgot to take a picture of the final product, but it smells better than it looks, so that's okay!
Serve over rice of choice and top with peanuts and raisins!
My friends who lived in Thailand made this for me a few times and I watched and learned. It's definitely not as good as I remember it tasting, but it's as close as I can get! YUM!
 Bella was mad at me for blocking her view of the TV.
But thankfully she's easy to distract.

 So I've finally figured out how NOT to make a blob out of my cookies. KEEP THE BUTTER COLD. Never let it get to room temperature. And don't mix too long, cuz the heat generated from beating it will warm the butter. Took me 10 years to figure out why it was hit-or-miss!
Yes I ate the 4 missing from this batch. And maybe a few more from another.
The cooking mojo is back!! yay! :0)

Thursday, January 19, 2012

My Love Her

She watches way too much tv...she knew that throwing snowballs was hilarious.
And she knew how to make a snow angel. 
Thank you, Kipper the dog.

 "My eat da snow!!" she tells me. 
She makes me laugh when she...
talks. Whenever she opens her mouth, it's something hilarious with some adorable voice inflection leaving me rolling. "My" replaces "I" at our house, and drama is her middle name.
acts. She pretends to be a baby and while fake crying, tells me, "My a baby, mama..WHaaa". When she pretends to eat something, she does the "Nom, Nom, Nom", along with the squishy faces.
walks. For the most part, this kid's vertically challenged. She makes a grand entrance daily as she comes running full speed, then takes an ungraceful tumble to the floor. Then pops right back up.
goes potty. First she announces it. "MY GOIN' DA POTTY", grabs herself, then joyfully canters off to the toilet on her toes. Oh, but there's more. She now describes each BM by declaring it's resemblance to, oh, I don't know... 
a train.
Or a boat. Or a snake.
It's, "Wook, mommy, my make a train!"
or "Wook, my make a big one boat!"
Always with much enthusiasm and satisfaction with her creations.
Would it be weird to say that maybe she's an artist? 

This girl keeps me on my toes, and is probably increasing my life expectancy with all the laughter. 

My love her.