Being home for the holidays has been a challenge. Not only am I homebound for 1.5 weeks with no car in an unfamiliar suburb, I offered to cook for my mom while I was here. How is this a problem, you ask, for someone who loves cooking so?
Well, it wouldn’t be so much of a problem if I had brought my entire kitchen at 54 with me, but I did not. I even forgot to bring my pill case of 7 emergency herbs/spices that I intended to travel with. (Dumb dumb dumb) Because you see, my mother is kind of a spartan when it comes to kitchen supplies, a situation not to be helped by the fact that we are Chinese and the vast majority of Chinese dishes can be cooked with just salt, soy sauce, sugar, rice vinegar, and garlic, in varying combinations/amounts. (Although we do have some other things, like sesame oil, cumin, ground chili pepper… and the most fabulous array of dried fungi imaginable, this is a pretty down-and-dirty, basic Chinese kitchen.)
So this pretty much means I can only cook us up some good ol’ Chinese home cooking. Which, again, wouldn’t be much of a problem if I didn’t spent the last 3 years gleefully trying out dishes from all cuisines EXCEPT for simple Chinese home cooking.
Thus… the challenge. This pretty much means that my entire outlook on food has to change this holiday, if I am going to stay true to my promise. Which, on second thought, is probably a good thing. Because you see, at my apartment, we’ve been more or less spoiled by our newfound adulthood freedom. We’ve happily bought up the entire spice aisle at Shaw’s and therefore got everything you need to tackle nearly any cuisine in the world (albeit a probably Westernized version of it). That, and for some reason the lovely people at work have taken to giving me fabulous collections of spices for presents. As a result we have all the equipment, flavorings, and sundries to churn out quite passable resemblances of Thai, Indian, French, Italian, Japanese, Russian you name it. At 54 I can make anything from Coq au Vin to Eggplant Curry to Man Chili to Nabemono. Here… not so much. Here I have to learn how to make deliciousness happen with one wok, some basic vegetables, and one shelf of ingredients.
Which might just turn out to be awesome. And maybe even temper the way I cook when I get back to Boston.
One final thing I promised myself for cooking here, which might make this even more fun: I am going to try to make dishes my mom usually doesn’t make for herself. Because my mom, due to lack of energy after work, habit, or both, always sticks to a collection of dishes that she knows well, and sometimes she says she wishes there were more variety. So this means I should try to introduce her to some new, easy things to cook. So can’t fall back on the things that I have watched her make with these available ingredients… that would just be too easy, now, wouldn’t it? =P
So with a little research and (I hope) common sense, here are some dishes I want to make/have made this week (all of which are to be served with rice, old skool Chinese style):