Do you have
his/hers/theirs recipes in your house? I love cooking, it’s a hobby as much as
a household necessity. My husband is a good cook. He says that’s only because
he can read a recipe but it’s more than that. When I was in my day job, often
working long hours, he did more cooking than I did. Husband tends to specialise
in stir-fries and omelettes. He never, ever bakes—wouldn’t dare, he says. I
love baking probably best of all!
|I like baking and trying new recipes! This decadent treat is German Chocolate Cake from the Joy of Baking website|
the dietitian-in-training, enjoys cooking too. Her specialities tend to be very
healthy and often vegetarian. She surprises us with the deliciousness of dishes
I would never have thought of cooking. Her salads are supreme. And she keeps us healthy with fresh vegetable juices.
|Fresh green juice courtesy of my daughter|
is, none of us in the family cooks what the others cook. The dish and the glory that goes with it belongs to the person who cooks it. We enjoy it all the more because of that. And it feels strange if we veer away from that. It’s like a form of infidelity.
my husband was scheduled to cook. Suddenly there was a minor emergency with his work.
This meant I had to cook his planned dinner. This had never been
done before. But the ingredients had been purchased. Nothing else was planned.
I had to tackle his specialty of Japanese Chicken With Brown Rice—more commonly
known as Dad’s Japanese chicken and a real favourite. The recipe comes from a
wonderful Weight Watchers cookbook, published in Australia. I can’t find the
book at the moment or I’d give you the name of it! We work from a photocopy we
made to save the cookbook from kitchen spills.
flavoursome dish made with chicken, baby eggplant (aubergine), baby (Dutch)
carrots and ingredients like Tamari (Japanese soy sauce) and Mirin (Japanese
sweet rice wine). Was I up for it? I went into the kitchen with some trepidation.
|My attempt at Dad's Japanese chicken (those are not dead bananas in there but baby eggplant/aubergine!)|
favourite recipe was like wearing someone else’s clothes that didn’t quite fit.
I did my best. However I couldn’t resist tinkering. I added some sesame oil to
the peanut oil. Snuck in a fat clove of garlic. He hadn’t bought gai lan
(aka Chinese broccoli) to serve
with it. I used ordinary broccoli I had in the fridge. Fried the eggplant first
as I think eggplant tastes better that way (thus using a bit more oil than the
Weight Watchers allowance.) And didn’t have any green onions to garnish it
graciously told me my version tasted better than his. I didn’t
agree. It tasted good. Very good. But it wasn’t the same as when he made it. I
like it so much better when it’s Dad’s dish. (And, okay, when I don’t have to
Do you have
any family favourite dishes? Maybe one that is jealously guarded? A favourite
that you like to make? I’d love to see your comments!