Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Definitely no need to pass the salt...



Although I'm not the chef in our household I certainly don't consider myself a bad cook - nor is my sister for that matter. In fact, I'd normally say we were pretty good and our meals are generally quite tasty. Except for the last Friday night. I was invited to Bec's for dinner to eat some snapper they had got from the markets. I had the great (??) idea of steaming the fish with some lemongrass, coriander, garlic, shallots and white wine - something Kym had done for me the previous Sunday and it was fabulous. Perhaps I should have paid more attention to how it was actually cooked... and how you fold up the paper and foil so it steams nicely. Oops. Mistake number one...

So with beers in hand Bec and I got to work on the preparation. I cut all the veges for the stir fry we planned to eat with our fish - very organised. Perhaps I should point out at this stage that normally Matt (Bec's husband) cooks the stir fry's in their household most of the time - and Kym in mine. Perhaps there's a reason for this :P

We wrapped the fish the way we guessed it should be and popped it in the oven. No idea just how hot it should be, we guessed (wrongly). Bec started cooking the stir fry and unsure what sauces to use, we decided to throw them all in. Oyster, Maggie Seasoning, Light soy, Sesame, a touch of sweet chilli. We didn't get the timing quite right and the stir fry had to sit for a little while we waited for our fish. Mistake number two...

When we finally got the fish out of the oven it was a little grey (perhaps overcooked?), pretty fishy (not the asian-infused smell we were expecting) and the stir fry was a little cold and so salty (Bec may have gone a tad overboard on the Maggie Seasoning) that even I was struggling to eat it. So all in all, it was pretty bad! Actually, a bit of an understatement - it was very, very ordinary. Perhaps we should both stick to what we know - spaghetti bolognaise, chicken casseroles, quiches, scones, and all those other 'homestyle' meals we learned from our mother (who is a great cook!). Oh well - live and learn right? I think we should just leave the Asian cooking to our husbands in future :P

On a more positive note, I finished another bag (the above pic) that I gave as a birthday present for a good friend of mine, Laura. I must admit, I was a little hesitant to hand it over - I really liked it and would have happily used it myself!! It's another Beckybean design and it was definitely a lot of fun to make. I only decided two days before seeing her to make it so I didn't leave myself much time and Jett may have been a little neglected... not that he seemed to mind. This is what he got up to while I sewed...



He sat for over an hour here playing with some catalogues - oh to be so easily amused!

Well I better get back to my bag making - I'm helping Bec with a few bags for her market next week. Perhaps I already am her new 'Aussie sweatshop' :P

5 comments:

Car said...

Hi Jade :)

Another reader who found you a few weeks back thru Bec's blog!

Love your bag and just wondering if the beckybean sweatshop will be forced to work next weekend at the market? Might see you there ;)

Maureen said...

Found you thru Bec. Wish I had a sister to do my promo work. ;-) sorry about that dinner. Some simple dishes do need pretty specific methods.

I think Jett is saying..now which recipes are salt free.

Twinkle Star Art said...

I'm another bit of traffic that's been ushered here via Bec's blog.

Yep, I've had fish meals go bad for me too. So long as the beer was good, that's all that matters.

I wish my little kids were so easily amused while I worked. I discovered yesterday my little Miss Am managed to sneak each and every christmas card (all sealed in envelopes and with stamps) and posted them in our stinky rubbish bin :(

Good luck with your aussie sweatshop! I'm looking forward to seeing the results at the market :)

Bec said...

Yep, really love this bag. Great fabric choices too - perfect for a purple-lovin' gal!

Bec said...

Notice I'm not even mentioning the dinner. I'm trying to block it from my memory :P