Wednesday, July 18, 2007

A chef is born... Jonny Oliver in da house~

I decided to be a nice boy and cook for my family... since i have a cough and all, i was deliberating what to cook for dinner. Can't be deep fried fried stuff. Nor heaty stuff. No chicken... Man, the restrictions i had to work with!! But then, with sheer effort, i managed to dig up an idea from my brain (surprise surprise!)... and decided to make... SOBA!!












So yeah these were some of the dishes... The Soba (in case my food are cooked beyond recognition, it's the top left picture) took quite some time to make cos after boiling it, you had to drain it with cold water, then layer it with ice... (ice ice baby...)

The pork was marinaded with teriyaki sauce, and i pan fried them with salt and ground pepper.

And the spinach was just... you know... boiled. no biggie there. But i lurve spinach! Popeye-inspired, maybe. Always wanted to have a cocked-up face like his.

Other (rather unimportant) stuff i made: scrambled eggs and dumplings (those u get frozen).











So my customers (my dad & mum. too bad justin couldn't enjoy this as well) sat at the table and tried the food... and they expressed their satisfaction!! Woohooo! They actually liked it! they said the pork was good, although they kept mistaking it for chicken...



Ahhhh... the gratification of it all... As you can probably tell from my expression there. haha I felt very good after the meal... not only cos it wasn't a disaster... But mostly cos i managed to do something good. Not just for myself, but for my family too. My mum especially. Now i know how bloody hard it is to prepare a meal... and my mum does it so often!
Love you, mum.

But i tell you, sometimes my Dad pisses me off. He was SOOO lazy to clear up the dishes and wash them. When i finally got him to clear up, he was so haphazard that he even threw away a porcelain spoon by accident! Ughh.

I think i learn a lot from cooking. It teaches me patience (try waiting for pork chops to be evenly done, and u'll know what i mean). It teaches me to be alert (a second too late, and fried eggs can taste like the wok) and more than anything, it teaches me humility.

You know, we could all learn to celebrate every small victory... it makes us appreciate things more, and also makes you feel happier as a person.

Hopefully this won't be the last of my culinary experiments!

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