I love comfort food. Comfort food for me sometimes looks like a big bowl of fluffy white rice with beef and broccoli, or a warm bowl of vegetable broth and noodles though my current could-eat-this-everyday FAVORITEEEEEE is my mama’s Chinese Ginger Chicken Noodle (Mee Sua) Soup.
Other times though, the more “American” part of me craves for a grilled cheese sandwich with homemade tomato-ey vegetable soup, a cheese-avocado quesadilla, spicy homemade queso with chips and guacamole, or a perennial favorite, casserole of any kind with ooey-gooey perfectly browned and oozy melted cheese on top.
Please keep in mind that I’ve also just thrown up every meal for the last three months and have had to stay away from dairy so I hope it explains the cheese monster that woke up this morning and inhabited my body.
Or maybe we could just blame the sweet little awesome baby.
Let’s blame baby. 😛
I write recipes a lot when I’m cooking. And by write, I really mean, I just make it up. Sometimes, this involves intense Pinterest research or doctoring a worn passed down super-loved recipe to our favorites. Or sometimes, it’s just going to the store and getting seduced by the colors and textures of what’s fresh and in season and screaming ME SO YUMMY! Or maybe it’s my fridge, guilting me, because I have eaten out all week and there is produce going to waste and that just makes me sad.
I’ll tell you a secret though, 95% of the time, I wing it. I’m a big believer of winging a recipe, why put nuts if you hate nuts? Why not add more garlic if you love garlic? Of course you can add bacon, bacon is almost always good. Sometimes it works, and sometimes, it’s affectionately known as a “Kayu” night which means, take your no thank you bite and we’re grabbing supper at Kayu! 🙂