Five years ago,standing in a swimming pool, at sunset, drinking one too many fruity rum cocktails, I made a promise I had no intention of keeping. It’s a vacation tradition for my husband Jason, and I. Enjoying the final glow of our final day, we begin making promises like “When we get back, I’m going to hit the gym every morning at 6 am,” or “I will never again leave an empty roll on the toilet paper holder.”
That particular year, I promised to put an end to all take out and delivery: no more pizza, no more Thai, no more Chinese. Fast forward three weeks and I’m sneaking to the front door, shoving $30 in the delivery man’s hand and grabbing a bag full of moo shi pork and dumplings. I knew right then and there that if I was ever going to keep this commitment, I would need to learn to make my takeout favorites at home.
Since then I have developed recipes for beef and broccoli, sweet and sour pork chops, dumplings and General Tso’s Chicken. But it wasn’t until last Friday night, that I finally knew I had succeeded. Arriving home from happy hour I turned to Jason and said, “I’m tired, how about we order some Chinese?”
“Why?” He replied. “You make it so much better.” We ate dinner two hours later. Now for my next commitment…
Chinese takeout at home: