Believe it or not, I am typing up this recipe as Angela cooks it. I wanted it to be from the horse’s mouth (if you get my drift).
This dish is one of our favourtie quickies. It’s the kind of supper we have after a long day or following a trip abroad. It takes only minutes to prepare and cook, and yet it is so deeply satisfying. It is comfort food that demands a sofa, a cup of tea and a trashy movie.
Angela says what she likes is the immediacy of the scallions followed by the hint of ginger as it goes down. I can’t taste anything now. I’ve burnt my mouth! Forgot to slurp.
If I wasn’t here, doubtless she would be using up left-over pieces of chicken or pork in the dish (which she would throw in at the end). Or maybe she would be having it on a salad for a lunch. I won’t allow this. It ruins the integrity of the dish for me. It is hallowed noodles as far as I am concerned.