Apr 27, 2010

Kermit's Tacos, It's Easy Being Green. A Case Of the Fig Jams. Terry's Date Night.

How was your day?  If it was like mine - the dramas of Monday rolled over into today's duties and you and your workmates without tweenaged daughters were all tut tutting about where those parents were on Sunday night and dawn on Monday.  Enjoying the silence at home would be my guess.

My exploration of the taco continues.  Tonight we have Donna Hay's spicy char - grilled chicken tacos with salsa verde and pickled onions.  From the Feb/Mar 2010 issue.

The Masterfoods herbs and spices standing to attention for yet another day  of service in the kitchen.  1/4 tsp chilli powder, 1 tsp oregano, 1 tsp paprika, 1 tsp onion powder and I added 1 tsp of garlic granules.  This is the spice mix for your chicken thighs.  Forgot to take a photo of them, but feel free to use your imagination.

Set aside your marinated chicken thighs for 10 minutes or so and get started on the condiments.  Not too tricky at all and so worth the effort.

Whilst eating a handful of vintage cheddar and red onion red rock deli chips (optional) - arrange 2 chillis, a couple of spring onions, mint and coriander around your food processor.  And just inhale. 

Place those beautiful greens into your food processor and blitz with some vegetable oil and a clove or two of garlic.

Stand back and admire the green.  It's so vital, calm and full of life.

I was a bit apprehensive at first, when I tasted it.  On it's own, it tasted like grass.  Though it was a good dip with my chips.  But, I have faith in Donna and moved on to the next step.

Pickled onions.  So easy.  Finely slice a red onion and toss with white wine vinegar, salt flakes and vegetable oil.  Sit for 10 minutes.

Fry your chicken thighs.

Reheat your tortillas, if you're like me and don't make them from scratch.

Because you're in for a treat.  The salsa verde and pickled onions were (obviously but you know what I mean) made for the chicken.

I'm one of those people that equates tacos with red - tomatoes and chillis.  These tacos were a step outside my comfort zone - what an adventure!  From now on, I'm calling them Kermit tacos because of the salsa verde.

It's been a while since I've said 'A Case Of The Fig Jams'.  It's such a great phrase though, especially when you spell it F.I.G.  J.A.M. - I'm sure we've all met a person to whom this may apply.

This is my Turkish fig jam from Gimeh Emporium, from my Sugar Hits Safari series a while back.

It's very different to the jam I'm used to.  For a start, it's more of a syrup with whole figs in it.  It tastes very much like kaya, a Malaysian coconut jam I also love. The resemblance is truly astounding.

Terry ventured into Taoism in today's restaurant review.  Chi of Coogee, Randwich Rugby Club, tel: 8021 7536.  It's nice to know that I'm not the only person that gets tangential when writing.  The tangents are a good thing because you often end up having to research them and in so doing learn a new fact or two.  Chi is present within us all.  It animates us.  Reading of it has certainly animated my writing this evening.  Go with me on this one.

You can never have too many good facts stowed away in the memory banks.  They are good fun when they escape from your lips in that voice you get with champagne that is louder than you think it is and with more proper attention to vowels and diphthongs than your usual speaking voice.  Mr SSG likes to call it my 'Mrs K' voice after my speech and drama teacher back in the fun and free days of SSG's Ladies' College in The Western Suburbs of Perth.  Full points to me for the apostrophe placement in that last sentence.

Facts make you friends. 

Such as the time when Mr SSG and I were at taste of Sydney 2010 and we had finished champagne tasting and were off to find food.  Mr SSG asked me how many crowns we needed and I replied, "A s*@#- load.... it's a unit of measurement as well as a facebook fan page, you know".  Which caused the people in front of me in the queue to turn around and agree and we chatted for a bit about it.  I don't know what the point of that story was, but it was funny and made me smile remembering it.

Further on in the review, we learn that Terry practices a 'time honoured marital technique' when going out to dinner with Jill.  It's Tuesday, people.  I've just been talking about a 15 year old boy, Kermit and tacos.  It's really not racy.  It's swapping plates midway through the course.  It really is the most sensible thing to do when you're out at places with tricky food.  Mr SSG and I can attest to this.

Well, reference to 2 swear words and 1 innuendo laden comment.  Oops.  I apologize on behalf of my animated life force. We will be on the plane to Brisbane en route to the Hyatt Coolum this time next week and we will be having fun, in the royal sense of the word.

Good night, sleep tight.  It's a cool one in Sydney tonight.  And she rhymes too.


  1. Wow, those tacos look good!
    My boyfriend's mind is a bevy of weird and random facts... and you're right. It does make you friends!


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