I’ve had a craving for pad thai lately. [If you’re never had it, it’s this wonderful Thai food (go figure) that is a little bit sweet, made with a peanuty sauce, and usually has rice noodles, some sort of meat, sprouts, and some other stuff tossed in.) I don’t know why I wanted it so badly. I just love it and haven’t had it in a while, and I was thinking on how I could make it. But the only trouble with that is…well, ok, there are two. First off, it uses bizarre ingredients like “fish sauce” that I don’t know where I would find and could only use for that recipe. Secondly, Chris isn’t a huge fan of it, so I’m not about to spend all sorts of time and money on something I know he won’t really enjoy, if he’d eat it at all.
After getting my first paycheck yesterday and feeling a little splurge-ish, and also a little solitary and adventurous knowing Chris was away at a retreat, I headed over to the grocery store (love Giant Eagle) to check out what prepackaged thing I could get and hopefully make do. I ended up finding a little jar of pad thai sauce, thus taking away the hard part of the recipe! It ended up being a delicious meal and totally satisfied my craving. Well, not totally. I think I might make it again for lunch tomorrow. 😉
I boiled the rice noodles as instructed by my little jar of sauce. I was supposed to rinse them in cold water and I didn’t–I think this made them stick together a little too much, so I’ll try that next time. Then I scrambled a little egg–I’d skip that next time, and maybe try some very thinly sliced carrot. Fried up a little frozen shrimp in a touch of oil, until warm and just getting brown on the outside, then added in the noodles and a few spoonfuls of the sauce. Tossed that over low heat for a few minutes, enough to get everything nice and hot and let the noodles soak up the sauce. Threw in some spouts for a minute, then topped with peanuts I crushed using the flat side of a butter knife. (I had bought peanuts in the shell for the squirrels, but figured I could eat a few, too. 😉 ) Then I sat down just in time to watch Alton talk about scallops and enjoyed a wonderful, wonderful meal.
It was totally cheating, but I still feel vaguely multicultural.
Ooh, I also came across a neat little coffee shop in Squirrel Hill, where I got 4 quarter-pound bags of various coffees. (Mom, I must take you there. And if you bring some little containers, I’ll let you try a little of my coffees.) I got caramel, creme brulee, snickerdoodle, and chocolate fudge. I tried the caramel this morning, and it smelled divine…but tasted weak! I think my coffee-making process is partially to blame–I have a little single-cup filter which is really handy, quick, and easy to store, but probably doesn’t make the best coffee. Basically it’s a little plastic holder that you put a small filter in, put in the grounds, and then add hot water. The water runs through the ground and the filter, through a little hole in the bottom of the plastic piece, and into my cup. Simple, but it works. Any suggestions on how I could get a better cup with the stuff I’ve got?