Liveblogging the dinner, part two
Jun. 6th, 2008 03:49 pmOkay: I have done Second Shopping (into town: fishmarket, farmers' market, Chinese superdupermarket) and now I'm tired. I only have little feets, you know. Not like the Idiot Boy, with his enormous paws.
I couldn't remember how many ricebowls and soup spoons I had, so I bought more. Now I have lots. More people must come and eat more often.
The chicken-and-chestnuts is simmering away. Retrenchment is beginning; I may not do another chicken dish. This is partly tiredness, partly a vague feeling that there may after all be enough food, partly because the spare chicken thighs haven't defrosted yet and I'm not sure I can be bothered to hurry them up. Might just chuck 'em back in the freezer and forget it.
Now I have to go and pass the fish-stock through muslin, and smack up my cucumber. One of the pleasures of cooking Chinese, I get to use my cleaver. For many things; indeed, for all the knifework, from chopping through bones to fine slicing. It's way heavier than a classic Chinese chopper, which makes it all the better for bashing stuff with the flat of the blade, when called for. Hark, I hear the cucumber calling...
I couldn't remember how many ricebowls and soup spoons I had, so I bought more. Now I have lots. More people must come and eat more often.
The chicken-and-chestnuts is simmering away. Retrenchment is beginning; I may not do another chicken dish. This is partly tiredness, partly a vague feeling that there may after all be enough food, partly because the spare chicken thighs haven't defrosted yet and I'm not sure I can be bothered to hurry them up. Might just chuck 'em back in the freezer and forget it.
Now I have to go and pass the fish-stock through muslin, and smack up my cucumber. One of the pleasures of cooking Chinese, I get to use my cleaver. For many things; indeed, for all the knifework, from chopping through bones to fine slicing. It's way heavier than a classic Chinese chopper, which makes it all the better for bashing stuff with the flat of the blade, when called for. Hark, I hear the cucumber calling...
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Date: 2008-06-06 03:25 pm (UTC)*volunteers*
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Date: 2008-06-07 01:44 am (UTC)Ahem.
Think i might need to read your books now :)
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Date: 2008-06-07 08:03 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it, and if you're ever the right side of the country, come and take pot luck; most welcome.
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Date: 2008-06-07 10:41 pm (UTC)I will be sure to :)
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Date: 2008-06-07 11:47 am (UTC)