Once upon a time, Mom used to make her darling little daughters something she coined Hot Dog Fried Rice. It is pretty much exactly what it sounds like. Not until years later than we’d like to admit did we realized that this wasn’t actually a real dish in Chinese nor American culture.
When you’re trying to name a dish for your blog and your mom Asians so hard.
This is one of my favorite Chinese dishes to make because a) it’s relatively easy and fun to do with a group, b) once you assemble them, there are multiple ways to serve them (more to come later) and c) look how cute!!!!
…and the clear winner is my belly.
Mom invented yet another dish tonight, inspired by this hole-in-the-wall restaurant we went to when we were in Hong Kong earlier this year. Mom did not love the ambience (she refused to touch anything and insisted they turn off their fans), but I guess the memory of the clay pot rice stuck with her.
Here’s what she whipped up tonight – clay pot rice (cooked to crispiness at the bottom) with homemade salted pork, bok choy and leeks. We ate every last bite.