Sophia and I made a trip to Carrefour, the local major grocery store. I needed a few things and I thought she could find them quicker for me as opposed to on my own. We found the honey and peanuts with no problem. The last thing on my list was bamboo shoots for tonight's dinner. We get to the produce section and she guides me to the fresh bamboo. I looked at her and asked, "does it come in a can?" Sophia, in all seriousness, replied "Can no good. Fresh is better. Very nice."
Once we were back home, Sophia showed me how to peel and clean the fresh bamboo. Which by the way, did not turn out like I expected it to. I had stir-fried it with some other vegetables according to the recipe. But personally, I'll take the canned bamboo over the fresh next time. It was chewy and I think still raw.
I showed Sophia the recipe I intended to make and she asked me if I would cook it. Like, you're going to cook? I said yes, and she sort of smiled. I explained to her that in America, I liked to cook and did every night. (We'll almost.) But here it is different. The stove isn't quite right and I have a hard time finding the ingredients I need. You might see a certain item in the store for several weeks. Lets say ricotta cheese. But the week you decide to make lasagna, they're all out. It's actually quite frustrating.
But I'm learning to cook different ways and different recipes. That's why I've been so eager to try my hand at Chinese cooking. The way I see it, when in China.....
Friday, March 7, 2008
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