Wash rice in rice cooker bowl.
Wash big chunks of lean meat and add to rice.
Coat both in oil and rub in some salt. Prepare at least an hour in advance.
Pour in boiling water. Optional: add dried scallops, lotus seeds.
Set rice cooker on congee setting.
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Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Thursday, 28 January 2010
Monday, 16 February 2009
Bacon Explosion
This made me laugh and laugh and laugh.
Warning: contents may be offensive to vegetarians & vegans, Jews & Muslims and cardiologists.
Warning: contents may be offensive to vegetarians & vegans, Jews & Muslims and cardiologists.
Saturday, 26 July 2008
Childhood Foods
When I got this wrapped tin from a generous 'Aunty', I suspected it contained almond cookies. Ble'ch! Almond cookies are like ground almonds held together by butter. Stick a whole almond on top, stick it into an oven for too long and voila! Simultaneously dry and too greasy. When you chew one, it forms a gluggy, almondy paste which coats your teeth and tongue. Ble'ch.
I thanked her politely and wondered how I might get rid of such an inferior baked good without wastage. I let the tin sit on my shelf unopened for a little while.
I didn't question my assumption until I picked up the tin a year or two later and shook it gently to see what sound the contents made. Left to right gave a sliding sound *shuuuk*. Front to back made no sound - the contents did not budge. Curious. Almond cookies would topple over each other, not slide. The contents had to be long-shaped.
[gasp!]
Egg rolls!!
Using my nail, I sliced through the sticky tape holding closed the square, outer lid and used a spoon to lever open the round, inner lid, as I had did many times as a child. One last obstacle before reaching the golden logs... Bubble wrap! Extra fun.
As I offered it to suspecting friends, I explained their unassuming delights:
"They taste like fortune cookies."
"They are as fun as other foods with a hole in them, like spaghetti!"
"You can pretend to smoke them like cigars," I demonstrate with an egg roll between two fingers, narrowing my eyes glamorously. "But they have to point to the sky, so when you bite into them, the crumbs fall back into your mouth". Even as children, we perfected this technique of eating egg rolls to leave my mum's floor clean.
I thanked her politely and wondered how I might get rid of such an inferior baked good without wastage. I let the tin sit on my shelf unopened for a little while.
I didn't question my assumption until I picked up the tin a year or two later and shook it gently to see what sound the contents made. Left to right gave a sliding sound *shuuuk*. Front to back made no sound - the contents did not budge. Curious. Almond cookies would topple over each other, not slide. The contents had to be long-shaped.
[gasp!]
Egg rolls!!
Using my nail, I sliced through the sticky tape holding closed the square, outer lid and used a spoon to lever open the round, inner lid, as I had did many times as a child. One last obstacle before reaching the golden logs... Bubble wrap! Extra fun.
As I offered it to suspecting friends, I explained their unassuming delights:
"They taste like fortune cookies."
"They are as fun as other foods with a hole in them, like spaghetti!"
"You can pretend to smoke them like cigars," I demonstrate with an egg roll between two fingers, narrowing my eyes glamorously. "But they have to point to the sky, so when you bite into them, the crumbs fall back into your mouth". Even as children, we perfected this technique of eating egg rolls to leave my mum's floor clean.
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