The lost art of creative cooking
Tuesday, February 28th, 2006Each of us come from different backgrounds of cuisine. For me, it’s traditional Chinese food. Not your Chinatown cooking, mind you, but steamed vegetables served with oyster sauce, minced fish in egg pockets, and so on. Good Chinese home cooking that you really can’t get anywhere else.
Fortunately, I also grew up with a grandmother whose idea of traditional cooking deviates pretty much everyday. Sometimes, things taste amazing. Like the time when she basted chicken with Coca Cola. And the mararoni with shitake mushrooms, beansprouts, and cooked in chicken broth. At other times, her creativity knew no bounds: guacamole made with strawberries and sugar, lemon chicken that tastes somewhat like chewing on plastic, deviled eggs that tasted downright evil. But hey, she tried. And when it didn’t work, she would substitute ingredients until it tastes good.
There are people who follow recipes to the letter, and there are those who are willing to experiment to see what might work better than the "right" stuff. I grew up with the best of the latter, and I feel the better for it.
So next time you pick up that recipe book, go right ahead: add tabasco sauce in soy sauce. Mix wasabi into your salad dressing. Make cream of tuna soup. Hey, one day you might get to write your recipe book.

