Every time I cook, it's a one-off feast. People ask me what I'm cooking. I say I don't know as I'm making it up along the way. Just like the way I live.
The thing is I'm in Argentina, a bit far from China where I'm from, a bit far from Europe where I've spent half of my life. So what to do without all those things I'm missing? Luckily, improvisation is my strength. Such as right now when I've just made up the most delicious rice dish I've ever tasted, lubricated by a beautiful red wine called La Linda from Mendoza Argentina. It's Good Friday, not that it means much to an atheist me from afar. Still it's a holiday when food matters, especially when one is alone!
The recipe goes with garlic and spring onions, finely chopped up and shallow fried, with a baby green pumpkin (no such a thing in China) and dried shiitakes (imported from the northern forests of my country), both chopped up into little chunks. Then comes the chicken potato curry saucy (Chinese curry that is) with decent chunks of curry potatoes and steamed jasmine rice. Stir fry. Stir fry. Until everything blends well in. Finally, add in finely chopped up juicy organic tomato bits and boiled beetroot chunks (common roots where I am but exotic produce where I'm from). They are refreshers to that intense curry flavor. That's it. A photo taken before I wolfed it down like a hurricane.
