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Shrimp Satay with Thai Peanut Sauce (สะเต๊ะกุ้ง)

By on April 30, 2009 in She Deglutenizes, She Drizzles and Smears, She Grills, She Simmers, She Thais

shrimp satay with thai peanut sauce recipe
This is somewhat of a scaled-down, cheaters’ version. I’ll soon post the street vendors’ version with both the marinade and the grilling sauce which would be more appropriate for pork or beef satay. I hope this will tide you over until then. It’s a quick recipe, but delicious nonetheless. Continue Reading →

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Burmese Chicken Stew? Maybe?

By on April 18, 2009 in She Braises, She Deglutenizes, She Simmers, She Thais

turmeric chicken stew recipe
The title may be hesitant in tone, but I am saying this with no ambivalence: if you would cook from only one of my recipes, be sure it’s this one.

My maternal grandmother made this stew for us quite often. Back then, all I cared about, sadly, was eating it, not learning how to make it. In contrast to my mother who wrote down more than she should have, Grandma never wrote down any recipes anywhere and, unless I was there when she made certain dishes, I never learned what went into them. My attempt to get a written down recipe from Grandma would have been futile anyway given the way she cooked. I can imagine how our conversation would have gone: Continue Reading →

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Easy Thai Peanut Sauce Recipe: How to Make My Mom’s Thai Satay Sauce

By on March 31, 2009 in She Deglutenizes, She Drizzles and Smears, She Simmers, She Stocks a Thai Pantry, She Thais, She Veges

authentic thai peanut sauce
My mother, in whose memory this site was created, was a cookbook addict. Her philosophy in life was based upon a statement attributed to Erasmus of Rotterdam (1466-1536): When I get a little money I buy books, and if any is left I buy food and clothes. Replace “books” with “cookbooks” and you’ll get my mother.

Over the years, she had passed on several of her cookbooks to me for fear that years of living in the United States would result in me abandoning the cuisine of my original country or, worse, becoming so culinarily syncretic that I can’t tell how a dish is supposed to taste. Well, Mom is no longer with us, so she and I can’t have our once never-ending discussion on her view on culinary syncretism.

How I miss debating with Mom. Heck, I miss hearing her voice, period.

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