As many unemployed 20-somethings, I live with my parents. I don't usually eat meals with them anymore because our schedules don't always match up. (Also to ensure that, when I have a job and move out some magical day, I know how to prepare meals myself.) Since I am possibly the pickiest eater in my family, this frees my mother up to create all kinds of chicken and curry and sometimes curry chicken dinners.
On Thursday, I sampled the leftovers of such a meal.
In this microwave-safe container lies the potential for great yucky-ness... or great yummy-ness.
My parents and sister had a dish called Singapore Noodles last week. I can't find my mom's exact recipe, but it calls for chicken (gross), peanut butter (yum), pea pods (yum), noodles (yum), chili powder (scary), and curry powder (also scary).
But I love pea pods so much. I had to try it. I put a couple heaping spoonfuls on a plate and nuked it. A minute-thirty later, I sat down to eat. It was yummy! The peanut butter covered the taste of the chicken very well. The pea pods were oh-so crunchy and delicious. The noodles and carrots provided a good texture contrast to the pea pods. It wasn't even that spicy! I had finally triumphed over chili powder and curry powder! Indian restaurants here I come!
I told my sister, with great pride, how I had enjoyed my plate of Singapore Noodles. My pride disappeared when Miriah said, "Probably because Mom forgot to add the curry."
Thanks. I thought this would be the first curry dish to cross over. Guess I was wrong. My mother promised to make Singapore Noodles "right" (or, as I call it, "scary") next time so I can try the dish with curry powder in it. Hopefully the peanut butter and pea pods will save me....
But at least I learned that chili powder isn't so scary after all.