A Taste of Something Familiar

There are three things I miss most about being back in the Singapore/Malaysia region- Family, Friends and FOOD. When I was in Singapore and had friends over, I almost never cooked anything Asian. It was usually something with an Italian influence and/or had cheese on it. There was a good reason for this. Whenever I cooked something Asian, I was sorely dissapointed. It never tasted anything like my Mom's. Besides, though Chad will disagree with this, cheese makes anything taste good. Good and inexpensive Asian food could be found everywhere 24/7 in Singapore, so why bother going through the trouble!

I do miss the food though so I looked into the refridgerator and found some Chinese vegetables and bean sprouts that did not get used. Without a recipe and just some vague memory of the way my mom used to do it, I took out my wok and fried up some rice noodles. It does not taste quite like mom's and I'm not too sure if Chad would like it but that does not really matter. I made this for ME. A taste of something familiar from home. I ate it with chopsticks and enjoyed it thoroughly. I will definitely try to cook more Asian dishes from now on and I'll get better at it.