Pot stickers are either the serendipitous result of a Chinese chef’s negligence and his son’s blatant disregard for truthfulness, or the product of an ancient Chinese Emperor’s terrible disguises and even worse punctuality.
You like pork that tastes like salt and pepper and sugar and spice and smoke. I like that too.
Well, ok, it’s kinda classic and it’s kinda Greek, but not in the way most people think of it.
I grew up eating tacos that were created this way:
Cinco de Mayo is fast approaching, and you need to celebrate with tacos. It’s that simple.
A couple of years ago, my wife and I decided to try the Meatless Monday thing. Kids had gotten us away from doing a bunch of the culinary challenges we used to attempt, and this seemed like a good way to eat (at least a tiny bit) healthier and challenge ourselves to try some dishes we’d never considered before. We mostly gravitated towards Asian noodle and/or rice dishes – from spicy garlic noodles to ramen to the delightfully-beautiful sushi bowls.
Growing up, there were certain predicable culinary events. If I saw a paper bag full of seasoned flour, I knew it was Salisbury Steak night. Fish Sticks or corndogs showed up once a week. Thanksgiving was Turkey, and St. Patrick’s Day brought corned beef and cabbage.
Making your own tortillas probably seems intimidating to anyone that hasn’t done it before, and I won’t lie: there’s a definite learning curve involved. But once you figure it out, you’re going to question why you didn’t start doing this years ago.