Shortly after my 40th birthday, shrimp got together and decided to exact their revenge for my lifelong love of Sizzler All-I-Could-Eat sprees by making it so that if I ever ate another one of them, I would die a fairly quick but nonetheless quite uncomfortable death.
It’s okay, shrimp. I forgive you. If somebody ate a few thousand of my cousins, I’d probably go a little Carrie on their ass, too.
Now my go-to seafood is tilapia, which is inexpensive, not destroying the planet, and worked really nicely when recreating Domestic Sluttery’s Creamy Seafood Curry.
This was actually the first recipe I grabbed when I decided to do this weeklong tribute to DS, for a number of reasons. I love curries. I love seafood. I love recipes that call for an entire can of coconut milk and half the contents of my spice rack.
And for bonus points, I had a bunch of rainbow chard in the garden that really needed to be harvested and consumed ASAP, so this dish was pretty much perfect on every possible level*
|First year growing chard,|
happy times :)
I actually had most of the exact ingredients this recipe called for, so my improv was slight. The only things I had to alter were ground mustard in place of the mustard seeds, and chili paste in place of the chopped chilies**.
|Stages of Awesome|
This dish is seriously fantastic, the keys to which are the coconut milk and spices with the rest being open to pretty fluid interpretation, so in the future I will be making versions of it that include:
1- Tofu in place of the fish
4- More spinach
5- All the spinach
6- The use of a larger pan****
On the menu tonight: Apricot & I’m-Going-To-Hell Tagine
*However, DS, you should know that I take ingredient listings like “all the tasty veg you fancy” as a personal challenge. Do not tell me all the veg. You will get all the veg.
|ALL THE VEG|
**A lot of chili paste. What some might call inordinate amounts of chili paste. Again, DS, “add more chili if you fancy it” will be taken as a personal challenge around here.
***Now that I know what the shit they are, and when the ones in my garden are ready to be harvested
****The recipe says it will serve 2 very hungry Christmas mourners with some lunch leftovers. In our house, it served 2 very hungry Stanley Cup Playoff mourners with some sauce left in the bottom of the pan. But even The Big Pan wasn’t quite big enough. Or maybe I was just uncoordinated in my sorrow and not stirring things as neatly as I could have. Either way, I’ll use a bigger pan next time.