Finally getting around to making the Chicken Tikka Masala tonight. Bought all the ingredients on Friday . . . the chicken sell by date is tomorrow (May 3rd.) So we should be safe eating it. My big issue when cooking spicy food is the quality of the peppers. This recipe called for one serrano pepper, no seeds. I used 2 peppers with seeds and there is a little spice in the sauce but I would expect much more when using the seeds.
I have a nice collection of peppers in my fridge: Some colorful habanero peppers, a pair of firm jalapenos, and a handful of somewhat small serrano peppers. Actually I don’t know if the peppers are somewhat small. I’m not sure what size they usually are. I always thought that the smaller the pepper the hotter the hot!
Instead of cooking on Friday night, Drew and I went to the New Chilli and Curry. We arrived after 9:30 and the place was packed. Food was good but I missed my palak paneer and dahl. We tried new dishes. Can’t remember if we ordered an appetizer. Duh. I’m pretty sure we did. Why? Because the we is me and my drew and when Drew is involved that usually means appetizer and bread. (Yes, we had garlic nan.) Ordered a mixed tandoori dish and an eggplant dish. Delicious.
“How spicy you like it?” he asks after taking the order. “Indian medium,” we reply in unison and then chuckle and look lovingly at each other. How did we come up with Indian medium, you ask? Last time we were there with Hannah. When we said spicy we looked at Hannah because we know she is eating spicy but not yet at our level of hotness. The waiter suggested Indian spicy. It was a good hot, maybe a bit too much for Hannah, but I’m not sure. A bit more might have been nice but the food was so tasty we were all happy.
Sauce is ready. Chicken is marinating, asparagus is cleaned and cut. I’m ready to cook. Where is Drew?
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Hannah came home to help me cook for Passover. This morning I was about to check my gmail account to see if Hannah was signed on when there was a knock at the door. “Damn, who is it now? Someone trying to sell us something? Or maybe someone asking for a donation . . . or . . . or . . . .”
“It’s not a solicitor, it’s HANNAH!” Drew yells out in joy.
Soooo, yay, Hannah got a ride home with her friend Catherine and she was ready to . . . eat! Drew and I weren’t expecting her so early so we had already gobbled up all the bagels. After breakfast we got down to business. Made a vegetarian stuffed cabbage that’s pretty good-looking and tasty too. Made tons of haroset. Hannah was a bit heavy-handed with the Manischewitz. But hey, what else is there to do with it.
Tomorrow it’s going to be matzoh balls, the peeling of the eggs, and prepping veggies for starters.
So we three (me, Drew, and Hannah) went out for dinner tonight. Before we left Drew and Hannah each had a strong bloody mary while I took a quick nap on the couch. Went for Indian at the New Chilli and Curry in Hicksville and it’s a good thing we didn’t know anybody there cause Drew and Hannah were giggling and poking each other trying to be sneaky about telling the waiter that it was my birthday. Finally after dinner and after the ice cream with the candle Hannah said, “Did you notice when I mentioned to the waiter it was your birthday?” The answer was, “Yes.”
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