So last Saturday, we had another (not so) crazy potluck gathering at Sally G's hot apartment. When I say hot, I mean temperature-wise, not cool and stylish. (One mini fan cannot supply enough wind for a two bedroom apartment) Please note that all the shininess in the following pictures is actually sweat from cooking in a kitchen on a thirty something degree day.
Technically it was not a girls' night out as Jessica's bf, Jerry, joined us (to our greatest delight). He is SUCH a great cook, we are now trying to find a way for him to be a permanent part of our gatherings. Sherry had brought a fresh sockeye salmon (caught by her cousin-in-law) which had us super excited until we realized none of us knew and wanted to deal with it. Then we remembered Jerry was coming ...






*I have been craving it everyday now after last Saturday.
**It is so salty that you feel your organs crying out. Sally not only did not wash the turnip, she added salt to the eggs. For those who do now know: you need to wash and soak the turnip and do not need to add salt. I woke up on Sunday with a face so swollen my mother almost did not recognize me.
Best quote ever from Sally after we asked her if she made the dish often: "No, it's just my second time. It was really salty the first time too."
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Thank you for the title credit :) anddddd hahaha I see the salty turnip really turned you off Jen!! muhahahaha
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome~~ Yea, the extreme saltiness was just not cool. I actually love salted things, I just don't like eating things that taste like I'm eating salt.
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