I’ve been craving food from my childhood for literal DECADES now and always felt guilty because my “parents” were always “pro-American”/“you don’t *need* that stuff here” and I’ve always missed this since my Nana died before I was ten…. (Hispanic/Mexican Asian for me, btw, otherwise fondly known as “soy bean”.)
Even after leaving my abusive DNA sharers, I never made anything I grew up with because of the fear that no one else would eat that cooking and it felt selfish…
Well, cue tonight, a drunken (I couldn’t give any more fucks less because I am DOING THIS!!!!) whim, and…. LOL!!! It turns out I kept this as a pointless personal secret for *NOTHING!!!!* All of my demon spawn and even my husband LOVED IT!!! There are NO leftovers, and I get to look forward to actually cooking more of what I grew up with and sharing amazing food from my multiple cultural backgrounds without fear. I’m *sooooooo* happy!!!! Hot pot is my next culinary project, and I honestly can’t wait!!!
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Oh! Just wanted to add… The food is NOT burnt!!!! I just put too much sauce on by accident because the spout decided to “vomit” goodness everywhere, and I had to spread it out. Lol?….
My only regret is running out of bonito flakes….
Ummmmmmm. Thank you for the story. What is it??
Looks great! Keep up the good work!
I’m so glad you could enjoy the food on your own terms!!
Looks to die for, I’m glad you’ve found joy in cooking this!
Looks fancy. Will you share the recipe?