A couple of my friends (including my best friend – Terra: http://terrarecycled.wordpress.com/) had suggested I start up a food blog, showcasing my cooking adventures. I usually reply with: “I would except for two problems – I do not cook everyday like regular foodies and I do not measure out my ingredients.” Then, Terra suggested I write the blog anyway – describing the dishes as much as I can and encouraging the readers to do it however they want.
She is right. Nothing should be so limited. She also suggested that I write out what I had been feeling when I made these dishes – a style reminiscent of “Like Water for Chocolate” (a wonderful read, I must say).
So what sparked this discussion between us? A dish I made last night – tuna with assorted vegetables simmered in a sauce made of soy sauce, mustard, and a few other things.
Please ignore the quality of the picture. Had I known I was going to start a food blog, I would have used my regular camera rather than my phone.
Now, the funny thing was that, normally when I do create new dishes, I do it because I am feeling emotional. Last night’s dish was created out of necessity rather than an emotional outburst. My father and I had nothing to pack for our lunch the next day for work. I set out on a mission to throw together whatever I could and pray that it was edible, (tasty would be pushing it, haha).
Surprisingly, it tasted pretty good. Great surprises come when you least expect it huh?
- 4 cans of tuna (water drained out)
- 1.5 diced plum tomatoes
- 3 cloves of chopped garlic
- Most of a large white onion (I left out about 1/4 of it)
- About 4 stalks of green onion
- A handful of white button mushrooms, sliced
- Two small eggplant
- Soy sauce
- Ground chilli
- Red wine vinegar
- Garlic powder
- A tiny bit of salt (I didn’t want to overload it with salt when soy sauce was salty enough)
Procedure: It is pretty simple actually – I sliced, diced, and mixed and threw it all onto the pan under medium-high fire and let it cook for about 20 minutes (maybe more since eggplant needs some time to cook).
I ate it with pita bread. My father thought it was delicious. My co-worker thought it was good. It’s safe to say I will be making this again sometime in the future.