Curry

Tonight is my cooking night. My mother informed me when I got home for the summer that I had to cook one night a week, every week, if I was going to live at home this summer. It annoyed me a bit, its the kind of thing parents love to do, "I don't really feel like doing this so I'll make it a responsibility thing for the kids." So, me being me, I had to get back at her somehow. I chose to make curry every week, and I have, in hopes of annoying the hell out of my mom.

I learned something this summer though, my mom is much more resilient than I've ever given her credit for. Whenever its my night to cook, no one really ever complains, but I can see it in my dad and sisters body language, they are fucking tired of curry. My mom though, she enjoys it, I swear she'll eat anything as long as she didn't have to cook it. Even when the curry tastes like garbage she eats it without complaint.

And the unexpected part of it is, I've kind of been having fun with this curry night thing. I've been experimenting with it, seeing what works and what doesn't. My mom usually uses chiken stock for the broth in curry, but we didnt have any last week, so I used a mixture of water and milk. It was strange at first, but kinda awesome, it turned out really thick, almost like pudding. I've tried all kinds of other shit to get some kind of twist on boring curry, anywhere from strawberry jam to half a chocolate bar. Doesn't always turn out great but when it does its kind of a nice surprise, and even when ingredients dont mix well its almost always still edible. Tonight, I'm not sure how I'll attempt to screw around with the flavors, but what I do know is that I'll be making curry. And believe me, it won't be the last time.