When you can only find pieces of unrecognizable shards of meat in the shops, you figure out many things here. I cannot bring myself to buy the 'local stuff. It is offered from a wooden block, covered with flies, and hacked off according to what you want. I do not know a cow that is the shape of this thing offered, so when it is labelled beef, I am perplexed. But Jusco has some import Auzzie stuff. I would never buy that kind in Canada. I have tasted it there, and it could be a product to resole one's shoes once they wear out. But, when that is the most familiar object in a meat counter, that is wrapped in cellophane, I buy it and see what I can do with it. Today, I picked up three little shards of this Auzzie stuff when I dashed to the big city between monsoons, and brought it home to my ginger, lemongrass, garlic and fresh limes. I slivered it all into long strips, just like the stuff you get at a good restaurant, and marinated it in the fridge for a few hours with my 'recipe'.
Once it was thoroughly flavoured, I tossed the little bits in a bag of arrowroot flour, and heated coconut oil in my pan. What I produced was an exquisite feast of the best ginger beef I have eaten. It is amazing what one can create with a bit of imagination. Now it is time to hack up the watermelon.
Bon Apetit Frannie.
WILD LIFE IN MY NEW RAINFOREST
VIA ONE RAINFOREST TO ANOTHER - thought these guys were more appropriate. I see their cousins every day
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