More yummy attempts at Korean food

Here is how the kimchi is looking. It tastes good, but I think it needs more time to ferment - maybe because it has been cold here.


Tonight I tried to make the sweet and sticky potato side dish. I made up a hybrid recipe from some I found online.Above is sauteing the diced raw potatoes, and below is once I added the garlic, onion, soy, water, sugar and honey.



Above is as it all simmered, and below is the fully cooked version - before I condensed and added the sauce to it.


Finished products - the radish kimchi and sweetened potato side dishes. Below is the left over chicken meat, and a ginger, egg and baby corn fried rice. :) Delicious. I am going to get fat again soon at this rate.

a spot of cooking

It was time to do a little cooking, so I knocked up a few extra side dishes.

Below is seasoned jellyfish and seaweed jelly (with shredded carrot, chilli and some other secret seasoning!)

Marinated broccoli and garlic shoots with garlic, ginger, black sesame and other bits and pieces.

Seasoned beansprouts, with chilli, shredded carrot and what not - see a pattern emerging with the seasonings?

Store bought kimchi
The whole dinner, with rice and BBQ chicken. It was delicious.

:D Very satisfying. And I have loads of side dishes left over to last me a long time.

Mr first attempt at making kkaktugi kimchi!

Above and below, the white radish and greens all freshly chopped up

Below is the mix of anchovy sauce, fresh garlic and ginger.

A light sprinkling of chilli powder (lots more added throughout mixing)

And all combined - currently fermenting in a tub in my laundry... Cannot wait to try it.

meaning?

Last night I had a curious dream

Kate and I were driving through rural Brisbane. It was snowing, and the road was covered in swathes of ice - they looked as big and dangerous as icebergs. The road was signposted as 100, we were doing 60 and felt really unsafe. We were worried we'd run out of petrol, but realised there was a 24-hour station ahead, but we didn't stop in.

We were on our way to pick up an old friend (distant friend) from the airport. We must have missed a turn, we reached a fork in the road - a t-intersection. Now on foot we were heading down steps carved from (or covered in) snow. We arrived at a huge complex of modern apartments and garden flats. They seemed to all be vacant, with the same real estate sign in the windows, exposed gyprock and unfinished seals. The stairs joined onto the high walls of a courtyard. We needed to do a loop to turn around and head back to the car, and civilisation. Kate went first, negotiating the slippery steps, she was almost back to the path. I was nervous, my balance was shaky. I lost my footing but seemed to save it. I couldn't tell though if I was going to make it, or fall into the empty courtyard.

As always seems to happen at that kind of moment, my alarm rang. 515am, time to get up and head back to Newcastle for another week of work.

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On an unrelated (?) topic, i know of two people who had their hopes dashed last Friday, 13th June.