I asked DB what he wanted to have for dinner, instead he answered me with a question, “What do you feel like having?” Arghhhh!!!
Since he didn’t give me any suggestions, I opened the pantry and saw the bag of noodles. Thawed out some chicken, soaked the beehoon (rice vermicelli) noodles and dry shroomies. Prepping an Asian dish takes so much time. By the time I got everything in the pot cooking with the meat, chillies, sambal belachan, chilie padi, and also steamed brocco and cauli to complete our dinner, it was 6:05 p.m., the the severe weather sirens were blasting away. I started prepping at 4:50 p.m. starting with the shallots while watching Jeopardy.
DB saw the bottle of sambal belachan and squeezed shut his nostrils. I told him the more he’s doing it, the more I will be cooking with that stinky thing. When he took the first bite, he said, “Very good. Very good indeed.” Too bad I put a little too much oil as you can see from the picture! I can never estimate how much oil, salt, soy sauce, pepper, etc. to add to my dishes. Always overdose of something.
When he was done, “This will slide down the intestinal track quickly.” O.o
This is the first time I cook noodles that actually turned out looking like noodles. Every time I cook the noodles usually the fat, flat noodles, they turned out in pieces. We practically have to use a spoon to eat them. Who taught me to cook the noodles? My new found friend, Nicole. I used to soak the dry noodles in hot water for too long. She told me to soak it just a bit and add water while I’m cooking it. Didn’t know about and now I know 
Thanks, Nicole.
Looks like we will be having leftovers for lunch tomorrow.