Back on topic, I've been making the same thing for breakfast/lunch just about everyday since the quarantine began. Two hard boiled eggs, two pieces of toast, half an avocado, and either a pear or an apple. Occasionally I eat the whole avocado, or have a pear and an apple if I'm feeling like a filthy whore. More fruit than I've ever eaten in my life, which makes me feel as if I'm doing my part to keep my body upright.
Supermarket had some "stir fry" pork at 44p a punnet, I happened to have pak choi, capsicum, and spring onions in the fridge, added a few sugar snap peas and cashew nuts and had an unexpected but amazing stir fry... (with chilli, garlic, five-spice, and a splosh of hoisin...)
Could be what you're thinking of. It's often called "Japanese hot pot." We (and most families) have a portable gas burner and a specialty earthenware pot (which is also called a nabe, basically means bowl). You pack it full of assorted meats, veggies, mushrooms, whatever, then put some sort of broth into it and get everything boiling on the range. Then you move it over to the portable cooker which sits in the middle of the table where everyone can reach it. Each person has a small bowl that they place items they've fished out of the communal pot into to eat (bad manners to go straight from the communal pot to your mouth). There are specific versions like chanko-nabe, which is what sumo wrestlers live on, to vegetarian nabes and nabe pot-luck parties where it's anyone's guess what the result will be. There's even a (mostly for younger people) secret nabe party where everyone brings something, the participants array themselves around the bowl of broth, someone turns the lights out, and in the items go. Could be decent, could be gummi bears and dirty socks depending on who you dine with. Oh, and it's pronounced "na-bay", not Nabe Lincoln. I ended up making spaghetti carbonara, btw. My bacon that I started a few weeks ago got to where it was ready for slicing and I wanted to try it out. Tasted good, but the sauce was much more gluey than silky. Oh well.
How you doing the sauce? You doing the infidel cream method or the traditional egg yolks and pasta water?
As the son of the son of an Irishmen, I approve. Listen this whole quarantine has been a rollercoaster. Night after night of good home-cooked meals, then forgot to ear for a while there. Then went wild and deep cleaned the entire kitchen and restocked it...then forgot to eat again. Made mashed potatoes tonight...just mashed potatoes. Should start some meal planning and prepping, to keep on a routine of ya know eating. Some things that need to be used up sooner than later like that lettuce.
Hate to double post but Made homemade enchiladas with tortillas, canned chicken, cheese, taco seasoning, and enchilada sauce. Came out well, made tortillas with rice and kidney beans for mother and had one of those too, with a butterscotch pudding for dessert. Skipped breakfast and lunch, so had to get the calories in man. Should be enough leftovers for tomorrow.
I wish I had the trouble of getting enough calories in. No breakfast, simple sammich for lunch, regular dinner with the wife, up I go another half-pound/200g. And that was with a (leisurely) bike ride during the day.
Not so much what I am going to cook tonight, but more what I have cooked. Last night I made some lovely Vindaloo Curry with aubergine, carrots, onions, garlic, leeks, fennel, etc..
was my nickname when I worked in prison... My sister-in-law is from Brazil - she makes a lovely meatloaf with a frankfurter or two down the middle - sort of meat equivalent of the egg in gala pie
Quite difficult to eat - depends on context. Kind of liver casserole territory. We're going for masculine bolognaise recipe - no tomatoes, beefy..
Pasta with olive oil drizzle, garlic and red chillis. Sprinkled with cheese and a squirt of lemon. gimme, gimme.
