Back for the long 2 months rest and reissue US visa in Thailand, I wish to sleep like dead. Playing with my silly but cute cat, and do all day dream.
Well, I only have is bake a wish.
The first morning after midnight landing, I’ve found my sexy-self wander all around fresh open-air market not afar from our resident and finally found something spice up my sweet-n-salty life in Japan. I’ve got very fresh bamboo shoot, sator bean,and cha-om.
I’ve got an idea.
It’s might not be the favourite dish I’m into it but it’s something good to cleanse my sugar and shoyu covered tongue. Honestly, I’m not good friend with sator bean that much as welll with most strong favour ingredient such. But it’s reminded me something about this dish.
Something to Remember
Been back home, I took 3 almost brown coconut from out tree. Husk removal, shell cleaning, broke them half, kept its water, then did a traditional hand-grating coconut with a tool called “Kratai – Rabbit”. Once, finished, squeezed out coconut milk from fine grated coconut mixed with its water. This gonna turned into sweet and full-favour ever home made coconut milk. Kept it slow boiled over stove, then prepared all vegetables. Young bamboo shoot need to be chopped into small strip like papaya to make som tam. The rest is wash them clean then prepared shrimp, and the main ingredient of refining sauce.
Shrimp paste, shallot, pepper corn, and little coconut sugar grind in stone mortar into fine and fragment paste. Add top coconut cream from boiling pot fried with this paste to make a high level and flavourful then add small amount of dried shrimp, parboiled chopped bamboo shoot, and the rest of coconut milk. cook until boil, add the rest vegetable, seasoned to matched a taste, final with fresh de-shell shrimp.
It’s all done.
Like what I’ve said, it’s something to remember – because this dish might be one of the favourite one for someone I used to befriend with. Yes, used to. It’s something unpredictably of something seem to be friend-till-I-die had turn to something to forget – just one Onisuka shoes from Japan.
It’s might been long history about me and this used to be friend. In my stance seem like we’ve been through together for years. Been to the bad time, yes most bad of her time, not much of good time. I said we might be too good even day she giving birth, no sign of her husband, and it’s silly me to stay with and did her everything even wash all over her after pregnant body.
But thing changed every since her son became star to his father, once someone went into demigod – his chicken or dog shall even goes heaven. She owned her luck and finally showed up in luxury car – or even had omagase-styled at expensive Japanese restaurant around my area without showing up. Well, I don’t mind such – I’m busy, too.
However, something to be gone, sure be gone.
In my busy day at Hakata. She asked me to buy her Onisuka Tiger shoes from Japan to level up her society experience. I, who have nothing with Canal City, spent the rest for lunch time seeking and bough her one. Back to Bangkok then delivered it to her address. She promised to pay me in 2-3 days.
It’s been week, she said her office boy forget her order, then it’s about she was busy with bills, then the same stories went from week, month, then I stop asking more.
History could be reordered just 30,000¥
She texted me to make just a dry apologise twice without saying a thing about the money. Then she vanished into the dusty air. Then I don’t ever make this dish again, until this day. It’s sad, hurt, or feel bad? Well, she was not the first.
Somebody used to broke me such way before.
