So, when planning last nights Orange Chicken we intended to pair it with a fried rice. We did all the shopping for our orange chicken and thought "There is no reason to buy rice, we have a 10lb bag of it at home!" We got home and I spent the next 30 minutes searching our house in a huff. The rice is nowhere to be found. Nowhere. Grrr. I was baffled - and still am.
When out on the town today, we picked up a small bag of jasmine rice (I will find that 10lb bag) and when we got home I got out the rice maker to get rolling. Without paying close attention, I washed the rice and poured it into the rice maker, then started measuring and adding water. A small pool of water appeared underneath the rice maker and I thought "huh". It wasn't till Andrew said to me "Oh god. Unplug it!!" that I realized what was happening. I forgot to put the bowl into the ricer maker and had poured the rice and, more tragically, the water directly into the electrical hot plate which has a hole into the inner workings.
Well, shit. Andrew handed me towels to sop up the water and after a few beats said, "Let me know when it is ok to laugh." Such a good husband.
He spent the next 30 minutes taking the whole thing apart and getting all the rice and water out of the insulation, the levers, the wires, the crevices, etc. A little red wine, a pair of pliers, a screw driver and a project and Andrew is pretty much in heaven. He managed to get it all fixed and we were back up and running in just under an hour. (I managed to also drop an egg on the floor and defrost frozen turkey incorrectly... I was in fine form tonight.)
On to the tonight's dish: I made Sriracha fried rice! Some peas and carrots, fish sauce and soy sauce, an egg and some chilled rice = DELICIOUS. Somehow, I had never made fried rice before, but it turned out well and I plan on making this easy dish a more regular item in our house.
I cannot wait to eat the leftovers.