It’s awfully strange to not be eating rice with cup upon cup of black beans for at least two meals per day. Spending two-ish months in Central America means:
1. Excellent gastro-intestinal health, and
2. All things pico de gallo, guacamole, hot saucy, cumin and limed, and
3. Persistent dreams involving air conditioned cars.
And now that I’m home and have nearly every type of ethnic food within twenty minutes of my house, I’m gravitating towards Asia. In fact, Asian food is so welcome in my house right now that I told her she could put her belongings in my dresser and stay forever.
Next adventure: Thailand?
This salad is fresh. Springtime. Light. Crisp enough to be satisfying. I love the play of texture and Thai flavor. Coconut milk meets peanut butter, hands her a bouquet of cilantro, and spritzes her with lime.
The peanut sauce is, well, so smooth and delicious you’d consider it a *milkshake
*in a pinch, obviously.