The green beans needed urgent attention, and were just about at the too-big place where they get all chewy and you have to leave them alone and wait for the beans. And Milo doesn’t like green beans, so I took advantage of both things and made them super-hot Chinese style- one of our favorite things. With copious garlic and ginger, two chiles de arbol, a big glug of sambal oelek, and rice vinegar, soy sauce, nam pla, sesame oil, and a little flour to thicken the sauce, they were incredibly good and perfectly hot.
The rest of the meal was kimchi juice-marinated salmon baked with togarashi and black sesame seeds, fried rice with red and green onion, and a pesto made from radicchio, plus Genovese and lime basil in roughly equal measure. I made a little reduction sauce with the fish marinade, adding mango juice and red wine, and we drank a Jacky Renard Irancy. Words can’t express how much I needed to make and eat this meal.
I love it when you raid the Asian pantry.
I did not say panty.
Comfort food as only you can make it.
I could drown in sambal…but it might hurt in some places.
Were you all “howmph nom nom nom good”? Yeah, I though so.
Wow. Holy fusion, Batman! Did you get 4 or 5 cultures into that dish? Nice one!
CC: No, but you thought it.
Zoomie: Real comfortable.
Brittany: Yep, it would sting a little. But there would also be pleasure.
Heather: It’s like you were there.
Hank: I taught the world to sing in perfect harmony.