The Chinese Dinner!

I wanted to make something special tonight. The plan was already set, but I wanted to add some life to the dinner. My husband had asked me to start learning Kannada and I found a nice way to impress him tonight. If you understand Kannada, you'd probably know by now what the menu was, if not I'd let you know anyway. No prizes for guessing that it was a Chinese dinner and neither for guessing noodles! The three main ingredients were duly procured yesterday keeping this dinner in mind. Dark Soya Sauce, Chilli Sauce and Vinegar - the three angels of Chinese cooking.

I had always liked soups and my latest favourite is the Manchow soup. This is a very simple soup with uses the three angels, some water, veggies, corn flour and salt. If you have savoured the Vegetarian Manchow soup, you would know that it is totally incomplete without the fried noodles on top. And the best I could do was cook up some maggi without the tastemaker and deep fry them in oil. I must say that this turned out to be great. By the time my husband reached home, I had already completed half of the fried noodles. Shhhh..don't tell him that! :)

That was very very heavy. Phew! All veggies in one bowl and a wonderful flavours blending in, I guess this might be a hit with kids who are not too fond of veggies. I must admit I am one fussy kid myself! And then the main course - Vegetable noodles dripping with butter and soya sauce. After 2 months, we could finally use our personal chopsticks again! Yummy indeed. The beans, the capsicum, the carrots and cabbage made the dish very colourful. My husband is having his second helping as I write. I only hope I made his tummy very happy tonight. Yet another wonderful cooking experience for me and a medium to express how much I love my husband.

Bon Appetit!

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Anonymous said…

Its well said, "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach".
I believe you follow the same steps...
I personally believe, the best way of being happy is to make people around us happy..
:)

September 2, 2013 at 6:27 PM

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