Went to sweet Indian boyfriend's family's new house for dinner. Now, I'm not aware whether all Indians are food-oriented, but in their house, that's the case. And whenever our daughter talks about going over there, the conversation generally centers around dinner.
Tonight we were served
Kofta (which are curried meatballs) and a delicious rice. The rice recipe was: an onion chopped up and cooked in a skillet, then the rice is added and fried a bit in some oil. Next she added 5 cups of white, long-grain rice with 10 cups of water and 1 can of coconut milk. There may have been some garlic added. Not sure. I couldn't keep up with the recipe while SIB's mom was telling me. Oh, and about 1 heaping teaspoon of turmeric was added as well. After the frying and adding of the water, etc. it's just cooked as regular rice. Wonderful. The turmeric made it a beautiful yellow and it was mild-flavored against the spicy curry.
Yum.
Oh, and second son went to a friend's house today and helped him sl@aughter (not sure if certain words will red-flag the blog) some hens. And he came home with one. My goodness. I've never cooked a fresh bird, so this will be interesting. Chicken pie on Monday, I'm thinking.
Now I'm ready to quit. Tuckered out and it's time to stop. The boys will be home from the restaurant soon, and I want to take my shower before they get here.
Rest well.
(photo from about.com)
