Dinner Menus

I was making dinner last night, Indian curry and salad to be exact.  And then, I got hit by something like a train that looked an awful lot like a strong-willed grandmother.

The doorbell rang and in came a mother and daughter I hadn't seen in years. They were here to visit my grandmother. I didn't mention that I'm at my parents' house while they're out of town caring for my grandmother, did I?

In they came and talked to my grandmother while I sauteed diced onions and minced garlic and the boys chopped broccoli (Sing it with me, now! Choppin' broccalaaaayyy) and opened cans of coconut milk and diced tomatoes. They continued chatting while I heated curry powder, cumin, and ginger. The mother pulled out containers of 팥죽 (paht jook, red bean porridge, like this) she had made while I added coconut milk and brought my curry to a simmer. They talked about the daughter returning to school and how she wanted to see my grandmother before she left while I added veggies to the pot. They left and I stirred the simmering curry.

While I was stirring the simmering curry and directing final salad prep from the stove with my back turned to everyone, things were happening at the table. When I turned around, there were five or six bowls of 팥죽 portioned out and ready to be eaten with dinner. She insisted that we eat this porridge with dinner since someone had brought it over for her. I decided that it wasn't so crucial to eat what I had prepared so we had 팥죽 and Indian curry. Strange, but it was dinner.

For tonight's dinner, I'm planning on chicken enchiladas and salad.  I wonder what we'll really eat.