on cooking

It has been a long time since I've really busted up a meal here in Korea.  And by "busted up a meal," I mean, made something that actually has any artistic merit, ha.  I'm still lacking the basic cooking supplies needed to make the things I want to make, so lately I've mainly done simple things - cooking to survive, really.

Tonight, though, I made Chinese style broccoli - the oyster sauce staple you get at Chinese restaurants.  I was a little worried about how it'd be - it's been so long (months) since I've made it.  But friends, let me tell you - I put that first piece in my mouth and my worries vanished.  It was delicious.  It was Chinese - or as close to Chinese cuisine as I've ever come, anyhow.  Eating that broccoli made me remember how much I really, really like Chinese food, and made me a little sad that I've left my favorite Chinese cookbook back in the States.

I need to start cooking again, in earnest.  I'm not sure where I'll start, or what I'll make.  I've got a few ideas, though.  I don't think I can do much this weekend - I need too many supplies that I will have trouble buying in my limited time -- unless ... Unless I force one of my outing companions to derail our adventure into a shopping district.  I need better knives, a whetstone, a cutting board, a steaming rack ... Hmm, maybe a big spoon, ha.  Perhaps some travel tupperware to take vittles on picnics -- it's my Dream to host picnics, friends.  I love hosting gatherings and feeding people, but I have no space - cryfest.  So, picnics it is - or will be, if I can get my act together before it gets to be hot-o-clock 24/7 and people don't want to be outside, hah.  Get ready for a slew of cooking posts as I realign my brainwaves.