Not usually a fan of anything deep-fried but this salad kind of talked to me and i figured how much oil can these suckers really absorb?
We had a small hiccup to start with as green mangoes appeared not to be in season and the perfect replacement the Asian Grocery man so confidently sold us, which resembled a fat, short cucumber with elephantiasis, tasted like bark. Coles saved the day with a bright yellow paw-paw, which although not ideal for julienne-ing, made the salad one of our best yet.
While i was out on the rescue mission, Don took it upon himself to mortar and pestle the dressing ingredients (using his large & in charge biceps to assist our pov mortar and pestle), inadvertently using Thai basil in place of mint. Oh oh. Not cool. I cannot deal with straying from any recipe. So we had a small disagreement (we only ever have disagreements about over-ambitious cooking when guests are around and being drunk and playing Zombie computer games in the middle of the night), which resulted in Don begrudgingly starting the dressing from scratch because he feared i wouldn't talk to him for the rest of the weekend if he didn't
The flavours were so unbelievable, that after about the second mouthful, i was able to ignore the eyes staring blankly at me and even enjoy the crunch of the deep-fried fishies with their tiny skeletons and funny little guts. And by the end of the course, my resentment of the 1kg pack of Whitebait (smallest size i could find) consuming precious space in our freezer had all but gone.
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