Okay, yesterday, I went with M to get the food for the party, and it wasn’t cheap. Someone commented that I might try a pot luck, but I don’t like that because different people bring different amounts and there is always some discrepancy that makes it seem unfair. Besides, while it ain’t cheap, I like to feed my students, just like I liked being fed by one of my professors long ago at UCLA. Anyway, here’s the scheduled menu:
- Vegetable curry with spinach (iron), tomato (for mildness), carrots (beta carotene) and onions (cuz I like onions) in a medium-hot S&B roux.
- Chicken curry: Green Thai curry with bamboo shoots, eggplant, onions and chicken. This is medium hot, too.
- Dry curry: My famous dry curry–one beef, one vegetarian (soy)–in a secret mix of vegetables, spices and sauces.
- Korokke (potato croquettes): One beef and one vegetarian. May be eaten with the curry (suggested), or separately with chuno sauce–that’s the medium sauce between Worchester and tonkatsu sauce.
And before anyone has a cow, let me state that even though this may be the last “major” curry party, my bungo students–the ones I really love, major or not–will still get an invite. My house is their house… wait, let me rephrase that… um, they can come when I invite them… er, that didn’t come out well either. Anyway, the bungo class has already reached its cap of 15–the first time EVER–in three days since registration openned. WTF is happening? Why would anyone who is not a major want to subject themselves to such torture? Only a handful get an A–like 2 out of every 10–and it is hard as all get out. But more importantly, how am I gonna make 15 okonomiyaki? Ugh! I hope they aren’t taking the class just to get fed…