I am not a cook. I am allergic to pots and pans. The sight of an oven gives me hives. I have never managed to avoid the torment of cooking, but I like to keep it simple. I like to open a package and throw it in the microwave.
Tonight I had a rare urge to create in the kitchen.
Maybe it was walking in the rain this afternoon or perhaps a craving for getting back to my roots. I grew up eating curried everything. Curried lamb, curried chicken, curried eggs.. my mom’s motto was “if it’s for dinner, it must be curried”.
My problem? I wanted to use the broccoli I bought a few days ago and I am feeling the vegetarian phase rising to the surface.
Mushrooms, onions, peppers fried up, I steamed the broccoli in the same pot. (minimizing the dishes is important)
Throw in a can of mixed beans, a can of stewed tomatoes and a ton of curry powder. I let the flavours in my concoction blend for a little while.
Time to try it. Very tasty and nice and HOT! Wow.. I am impressed. A Curry Dinner with no recipe. Mom would be proud.