My husband is the cook. The chef. Not me. I open a mean box of Tuna Helper, and I have about 2 things I cook really well. The rest of our fabulous dining is courtesy of Daddy. He just seems to know what would work together, what seasonings to add. I just stand back (and do the dishes after) and wait for the results!! While I’m standing back watching his chef knife fly, of course, I have my trusty camera
and some dermabond.
Last night we made a HUUGE batch of stir fry. Two batches, in fact. One chicken, and one beef. He found a HUUGE wok to cook in, and rigged this garbage can cooker to hold it over charcoal.
Once the cooking apparatus was designed, the veggies were cut. By the way, did I mention it was in the upper 80’s at dinner time. Not really my idea of grilling weather, but I wasn’t the one standing over the hot food.
Our sauce staples for any good stir fry – oyster sauce and a really good soy sauce.
Hungry yet? How about now….
This was a seriously amazing meal!
Want the recipe? I may divulge….later ;)