Saturday, January 26, 2013
1/4 C soy sauce
1/4 C brown sugar
4 large eggs, lightly beaten
3 shallots, finely chopped
2 garlic cloves, minced
1 chopped serrano chile
4 C brown rice, cooked
salt and pepper1 1/2 C thinly sliced daikon radish (we got a daikon radish. I think it tasted pretty similar to normal radishes so you could use those instead)
1/3 C fresh basil
1/3 C fresh mint
1/3 C fresh cilantro
1 lime, cut into wedges
To make sauce: Combine the soy sauce and brown sugar. Bring to a boil in a small saucepan. Simmer 2 minutes or until reduced to 1/4 C. Set aside.
Heat sesame oil in a large skillet. Pour in eggs. Cook, stirring once. Remove from pan. Add more oil to pan. Add shallots, garlic, and chile. Cook 1 minute. Add rice, cook 3 minutes. Add back in the eggs, soy sauce mixture. Salt and pepper to taste. Top with radish and herbs. Serve with lime.
Original Recipe from Cooking Light Magazine Aug 2011
And now some Isaac stories:
Isaac is officially a little boy. We gave him his first haircut and with the loss of his cute wispy baby hair I've had to admit that my baby is gone, replaced by a giggling, running, hugging, goof of a boy. It breaks my heart how fast he's grown but he is so fun and so silly that I suppose it's ok.
His number one hobby is books. I'll be playing the piano, or working in the kitchen, or on the computer and he'll periodically walk over and hand me a book. We then read that book three or four times in a row as he cries when we get to the last page so we immediately start the book over which immediately brings a smile back to his face. His number two hobby is trucks. They are doing some construction on a road across from our house and Isaac will go stare out the front window to watch. I think all mothers of boys need to be blessed with construction out their window. It brings some wonderful moments of peace. This hobby of trucks brings us to his third word. He started with mama and dada a month ago and just recently added vroom vroom. Is he a little boy or what? I mentioned his love of books and crying on the last page. There are a few exceptions to that rule. We never get to the last page of books with pictures of trucks anymore. Once we see a picture of a truck he holds the page corner down so that we can't turn the page. Then he sits there saying vroom vroom. What a goof.
Well, I'm afraid no picture of the little one today. The camera battery is dead and if I wait to post this until after it's charged, it will probably take another week, the rate I'm blogging (I had uploaded the stir fry picture a few weeks ago with intentions of blogging, hence why we have that picture and no picture of Isaac). So imagine a cute, wild boy attacking a dog while carrying a book in one hand.