Earlier, as I stood in front of the stove, frying up some tofu and basmati rice with butter, salt and pepper, I realized that tonight - that simply would not do.
I was feeling cheeky, see, and in need of some flava'.
I checked the nearby cupboard and found nothing to work with, so I moved on to the fridge. There I spotted a jar of green olives, with a few left in it. Without a second thought, I dumped the whole jarful, juice and all, into the pan. As I stirred it up, I thought, "This is a good start, but still not quite it." So I checked out another cupboard, where my eyes fell upon a jar of Bacos. Yup. Bacon-flavored soy chunks. For whatever reason, I thought, "YES! This will do nicely!" I gleefully shook a bunch into the pan, and was instantly gratified. Now the dish was working - it had a good amount of color, and was infused with the fantastic aroma of bacon-y goodness.
When I finished it up and passed it on to the plate, I was shocked at how much I'd made. I prayed it tasted as good as it looked.
I took one cautious bite ... and then didn't come up for air again until the plate was clean. I finished the entire mound of deliciosity without batting an eyelash.
THAT - was fun.
Monday, January 4, 2010
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