Posted by Jim at September 2nd, 2006

I’m cooking Chicken Pad Thai. I do that every so often. Both my wife and I like it and I’ve finally managed to move it into the category of “Dishes That I Don’t Screw Up.”

Here’s an interchange between myself and one of my daughters:

To set the scene:
I have just put fish sauce into the mass of noodles, chicken, eggs, tamarind water, and preserved radishes.

Daughter: It smells like poop!
My wife: It does not smell like poop.
Me: It’s fish sauce. It smells like fermented fish.
An Aside: I actually think it smells like unwashed feet.
Daughter: It smells like your butt!
Another Daughter (pointing to the wok): I don’t like that!