One thing about living in a small town (that is actually the biggest town around) is the lack of ethnic food. We have a Chinese restaurant and another pan-Asian restaurant with ok sushi, but no Mexican, no Thai, and no Indian. Sigh. It has driven me to begin cooking more ethnic foods, which isn't a bad thing I suppose.
Tonight I pulled some cod from the freezer and my Madhur Jaffrey cookbook from the shelf. I decided on a fish curry and rice noodles with brussel sprouts. All those yummy spices were required: ginger, garlic, turmeric, brown mustard seeds, paprika, and curry leaves. Oh, and dried red chiles, which I didn't have. But no worries, I pulled some frozen chiles from last summer out of the freezer. The recipe called for four dried red chiles, so I substituted two green chiles, thinking that would be safe. It turned out they were habaneros. Yowsa - it was hot.
So I told the girls that they didn't have to eat it, but they both said they'd try it. They both ate several pieces of fish and some noodles. No complaining, no forcing. I was shocked! Since we've completely stopped pressuring them to try things they've really widened their horizons.
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