Being in a doctoral program is eating into my culinary time (so, so sorry to have to use that pun but -- *tee hee* -- I just had to).
One of two things is happening: 1. My evenings are maxed, so I have little time to work in the kitchen or, 2. I am exhausted during the evening, so I have little energy to work in the kitchen.
I am still trying to find a balance between my family and my two other strong passions in life: education and food.
But whether I am tickling my brain with a new creation, or doing something like what I am calling “sauce night,” doesn’t matter so long Nancy and the babies (Totopo and Alex) are near.
On this particular night, Nancy and I raided the kitchen and put together some samosas, dumplings and a chicken pot pie.
Yes, yes…I know.
And I threw together a few sauces – some of which I mixed for some interesting and strange creations. We then spent our dinner chatting, laughing and trying out the sauces with different treats.
One thing I learned: Never, ever, ever mix a pot pie with oyster sauce. Please, just don’t even bother.