a bad habit of mine is to do something vaguely well then do it to death until i get so tired of it that i want nothing to do with it ever again. i attribute this to some innate compulsive behaviour. but let's not go there.
so on sunday i made prawn stock and it turned out well so i used the remnants to do crock pot porridge for monday. and then on monday, spurred on by the fleeting success, i made even more prawn stock. this time for J, too, who came over for dinner (garang already, can invite guest somemore). and then i unintentionally reduced the first batch to nothing. good job. was so upset with myself i overcompensated with the second batch and had enough stock for a few hungry families. so i'd prawn soup on sunday night, praw soup porridge on monday morning, prawn noodle soup on monday for dinner with J, prawn noodle soup for lunch on tuesday, prawn noodle soup for dinner on tuesday and finally the last of the lot for breakfast on wednesday. now i don't know about you but having practically the same thing six meals in a row is my idea of modern day torture. it might be an acceptable way of life in north korea or somewhere but masochism's thankfully not a trait of mine.
i'm relieved to have drained the last drop of prawn stock and don't think i could stomach another prawn for awhile.
now to challenge myself with chicken stock. mhmmm :)
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