Here for the pork and ginger stir fry, syn-free and wonderful as it is? Please hold.
Before we begin, I need to confess that I feel terrible: we received a ‘please order milk from your independent milkman’ letter through the door the other day. As it happens, I’m all for supporting local industry and would happily take advantage but he delivers after we go to work and I don’t want the milk sitting outside on the step all day. It’s not that I’m concerned that young hoodlums will steal it, oh no, quite the opposite – we live on a street with a lot of elderly folk, and I can see them now eyeing up an opportunity for some free calcium for their brittle bones. All we would see on our CCTV is the top of a gently-bobbing mass of grey hair shuffling along the bottom of our screen and then the milk disappearing. Tsh. Anyway, I was just settling down with a giant cup of coffee when the door went – I answered, already in my dressing gown, and there’s the milkman, asking if we had received his letter and would we like to order anything. Well, I was flustered, not least because frankly I’d have cheerfully invited him in for a half-pint of his full-fat milk, and couldn’t think of a way to phrase it so that I didn’t sound snotty or dismissive of his plea. I said the only thing I could think of: that I was gluten intolerant.
He corrected me to lactose-intolerant, looked at my giant cup of coffee, spotted the milk on the side in the kitchen, and had the good grace not to call me out on my obvious duplicity as he left. I tried to call after him that I would considering ordering fresh orange juice or some eggs but my words must have been carried away on the wind.
Anyway, enough about my poor milkman. Today is a day of love, you know. Whether you’re coupled up or single, take a moment to appreciate the good things in life. That might take the form of telling your partner you love them, or a good friend that you’ll always be there. Or, have a wank. Whatever works for you. I’m always teasing poor Paul via the medium of this blog but he’s alright really, so I thought it would be a good time to write three lovely things he does that just cements why we’re so good together.
When I’m angry, he’s angry
An important one, this. Even if he might not fully believe it what I’m raging against, he so very rarely tells me to calm down. I feel like the whole world is out to antagonise me most mornings and I can be out of bed for only five minutes before the cat has got in my way, Facebook has pissed me off and the sight of Piers Morgan on the television has sent me into a white-hot apoplexy. Paul is always there agreeing and eee-I-knowing and giving me ‘quite right’ looks and for that I’m thankful. It’s good to have someone to be cantankerous with and I think it’s a sign of true love that we can both sit and moan and bitch at each other and be bitter together.
He squeezes my feet
My feet hurt all the time now that we’re forever at the gym or walking or swimming or stamping out oil fires or booting the cat up her arse for getting in the way. Nothing too painful, just a dull ache that when pressed feels amazing. And, sure as eggs are eggs, each night when we’re cabbaged on the sofa watching TV he will pull my foot up onto his lap and squeeze the living daylights out of them. It feels amazing: you’re talking to someone who used to lift up our Caesar-sized mattress, contort his leg underneath and then lie on top of it to really squeeze the bones. Paul has actually stopped me from buying a vice to clamp my foot with. But what makes this extra special, indeed, takes it to a whole new level is this: he never complaint that my feet smell like a tramp has wiped his arse with a wheel of cupboard-warm Camembert, or that you could file the Forth Bridge with the skin on my heels. Listen, I walk eight miles a day now, I’m allowed hobbit feet, and anyway, it’s not like I can see them, what with my jiggling gunt in the way.
The morning routine
This is the big one. Paul loves to sleep: you could set his irises on fire and he’d still be there snoring and sleep-farting away. I’ve known him go to bed at 10pm and get up again at 7pm for his first piss, then go back to bed. However, every weekday morning he sets the alarm for ten minutes before I get up, makes sure the heating is on, goes and puts the coffee on, makes our porridge and, you’ll like this, turns the shower on for me so the bathroom is hot and steamy and the water boiling for when I emerge naked from under the duvet, farting and grunting away. Every morning, without fail. That’s pretty amazing, no? And you know why he does all of this?
Because he’ll get a damned good hiding if he doesn’t. Poor bastard has kidneys like dropped black pudding at this point.
I asked Paul what three things I do which make him happy and his reply was ‘going to work, going to sleep and being quiet’. Ho-hum. He will answer properly tomorrow. Or so help him.
Anyway, to celebrate over ten years of being together, look what popped up in our newsfeed throwback today!
Ten years and then some ago! Look at the clip of us: we look like football thugs who will kick your head in, sell you some wobbly eggs and suck you to a full and fruitful completion. In the interest of balance, here’s us now:
Looking good, right?
Shall we do the recipe? This makes enough for four people or two big portions for two big folks!
to make pork and ginger stir fry you will need:
- 2 tbsp ginger, minced
- 450g pork medallions, sliced
- 2 tsp soy sauce
- 100g mangetout, sliced in half
- 1 tsp dark soy sauce
- 2 tsp sesame oil
- 2 spring onions, chopped
- 1 tbsp rice wine
top tops for pork and ginger stir fry:
- we used the fantastic medallions in Muscle Food’s Build Your Own Hamper deal! Find out more here!
- feel free to use pork chops instead of medallions – just cut off the fat.
- stop using Fry Light! It ruins your pans and tastes rank. Get one of these instead!
- don’t have rice wine? cider vinegar will do!
- the extra dark soy sauce is worth it – but you can swap it for normal soy sauce if you can’t be arsed to go out and get it, but you’ll lose a bit of flavour
- sort the ginger out in seconds with a Microplane grater! It’s our most used kitchen gadget!
to make pork and ginger stir fry you should:
- dead easy this one – spray a large frying pan with a little oil and put over a medium-high heat
- add the ginger and stir around the pan for about 20 seconds, then add the pork, soy sauces and mangetout
- cook for about ten minutes, stirring occasionally
- stir in the sesame oil, spring onions and rice wine and simmer for another 3-4 minutes
Getting excited for Chinese New Year? We’ve got a tonne of recipes you could make to celebrate!
- chinese diet cherry coke chicken (syn free)
- saucy rainbow beef (1.5 syns)
- salt and pepper chips (syn free)
- speedy spring roll bowls (syn free)
- bacon and egg fried rice (syn free)
- salt & pepper chicken (syn free)
- perfect egg fried rice (syn free)
- beef in a black bean sauce (0.5 syns)
- stir fry cucumber and pork (1 syn)
- best ever lemon chicken (1.5 syns)
- thai chicken dipping balls (1 syn)
- best ever mixed chow mein (2 syns)
- sesame chicken and broccoli (1 syn)
- sticky sesame chicken (2.5 syns)
- crispy chilli beef (1 syn)
- spicy orange chicken (2.5 syns)
- sizzling steak (2 syns)
- spicy szechuan beef (1.5 syns)
- bang bang chicken (4 syns)
- mongolian beef (2.5 syns)
- fresh spring rolls and dipping sauce (3 syns)
Amazing! For various reasons, the pork marinated for 3 days. Straight to the top of our favourites. The chow mein I only did 1/2 teaspoon of white pepper but still thought it was overwhelming. But will do it again without.