What are you doing, Mom? asked Frank as he passed me in the narrow confines of our kitchen.
Making cheese, I answered, as though that was a routine event and it should be obvious to him.
It all started with a bottle of curry sauce. Mango curry sauce, to be exact, a birthday gift from my lovely M-I-L. Well, that sauce cried out for shrimp but what else to serve with it?
Since Ernest is going to India in just about 3 weeks, I decided on Saag Paneer. Of course, there is no paneer in my small town, so I set out to make it. It was actually quite easy. (Except for the cleaning of the stove after the milk boiled over because I had to answer a stupid phone call which turned out to be a recording asking for my husband and so I just hung up on them as the milk boiled over.) Anyway...
Frank did wonder about the can of chili beans but that was just to weight down the cheese.
Here's the cheese, Gromit!
There are so many recipes out there. I cobbled it together from 3-4 different ones. I did not puree the spinach mixture, because after cleaning the stove I did not want to clean the food processor too. No matter. It was good.
The finished product:
And M-I-L? The sauce was delicious.
Yes, Ernest goes to India in 3 weeks. On our list of things to do is buy pants. His group travels in khaki, and with his latest growth spurt all his old khakis are capris now. It is still nearly impossible to find pants of the right length. I almost thought I had located them at a store in the big town but when I checked the website -- nope! Not long enough. Although the manufacturer has them on their website...so that's where I ordered them. Hemmed. I am so over hemming pants.