One of the goals I've set for myself over the last few months is to cook and taste new dishes. So far, I've done a lot of poking around with meat, as it is a pretty new thing for me, although I also tried the infamous natto, which I found odd and slightly off-tasting, but not so bad.
Tonight, I tried pasta carbonara. Oh, man that was good stuff. If I go and stay with you, ask me to make it.
Tonight, I tried pasta carbonara. Oh, man that was good stuff. If I go and stay with you, ask me to make it.
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Carbonara is one of my favorite all-time dishes. It's amazing how easy it is to fuck up, though. The biggest problem I've had with it is making it too oily. Feh.
Hey, I know you were in rice territory, but I've gotta learn to make Chinese noodles. You don't know how to make any of those awesome sauces, do you? In August we'll be moving away from my favorite noodle restaurant (with the possible exception of Menchanko-Tei in New York), and I gotta learn to make good noodles.
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My wok's a nice dark color, but my noodles are consistently suck.
Good noodles can be bought. I see the noodle guys I go to break open a package all the time. I get the same stuff and they suck.
There's something to it I don't see, aside from the MSG (which I can use sparingly without the weird reaction I get sometimes at serious Chinese restaurants).
I've been having dreams about this dim sum place in Boston called Chow Chau City. It's so fucking good.
Crap. Now I've made myself hungry.
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It's the stir-fried chow fun that I most want to emulate, which are a rice noodle, I know, but there's some magic way that they get it to get a little singed, but never dry out.
DAMMIT I'M HUNGRY.
I'm working on Mountain Witch right now, but I can't think over the RUMBLING OF MY TUMMY.
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Chow fun. I thought you meant chaomian.
(which was not an unreasonable assumption given, you know, the implication that you were talking about a wheat dish.)
Yeah, man, no clue. You're on your own.
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Crap, I'm hungry. I wish we had something good in our fridge. Like, I dunno, a Chinese restaurant.
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Vincent's got me on consultant duty, since he's trying to learn page design, and Mountain Witch isn't so terribly far from done (assuming I get my computer behaving better tonight. I gotta squeeze more RAM into this thing), and Under The Bed is moving along nicely.
It's all great. I'm pretty sure I couldn't have done Polaris and been confident that it would be done in time.
Pretty confident.
If you want me to consult, though, I'd love to help.
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OK, it's daytime now. I can go to my noodle shop.
Thanks to this thread, I've been thinking about this all day.
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And Orie's fresh, home-made natto could easily be considered the Monterey Jack of natto.
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Mm. Carbonara.
I'm sure there's good natto in existence. I'm also convinced that every Japanese restaurant I've ever been to stocks the stuff that's most likely to make the gaijin make icky-faces, just so they can watch.
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