Tempura
Last night Roderick took me to I Love Sushi! (or I Heart Sushi, depending on your sources) and an excellent foreign film screening (the Franz Lang movie "Spies!"). The restaurant was stiflingly quiet and I couldn't shake the feeling that I should whisper. It was really nice, though. Intimate. The sushi was commendable, and the tempura brought me back a ways.
I love tempura. Mom used to make it when I was young. You can use anything in your fridge for this. I like sweet potatoes, mushrooms, broccoli and green onion and carrot mushed together. Just peel, slice, dip, fry and eat!
Tempura Batter
1 egg
1 cup cold water
1 cup flour
Don't mix it too smoothly, leave some lumps, and don't put too much batter on the veggies.
It's deep fried, but with the oil hot enough and the water cold enough, they don't actually absorb all that much bad stuff.
Chinchin!
I love tempura. Mom used to make it when I was young. You can use anything in your fridge for this. I like sweet potatoes, mushrooms, broccoli and green onion and carrot mushed together. Just peel, slice, dip, fry and eat!
Tempura Batter
1 egg
1 cup cold water
1 cup flour
Don't mix it too smoothly, leave some lumps, and don't put too much batter on the veggies.
It's deep fried, but with the oil hot enough and the water cold enough, they don't actually absorb all that much bad stuff.
Chinchin!

4 Comments:
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If you have a minute come see my site and blog. Good job on yours..
Hi Ms. Fraser
I never realised that so many different types of blog would show up if I did a search on something like how to cook cabbage. I'm still not sure how well Tempura fits into that category, but I've enjoyed visiting :0) Adios Amigo.
Who the hell came up with the "I *heart* whatever" thing. It's just stupid. It always used to be "I *love* whatever". When did it become hip to start saying what a symbol was instead of what it represents? You don't hear people walking around saying shit like "Martini *ampersand* Rossi", or "Got Milk *question mark*".
Alright, end rant :)
The spam you get on your site is so much more exiting than the spam I get on mine. French kissing related information! woo!
Then again, there's nothing interesting about cooking cabbage. And I'm pretty sure I don't want to check out her "sweat" blog either. ew.
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