That works for me!Asian gazpacho????
That works for me!Asian gazpacho????
Well, I'm liking for the second paragraph, not the first one.
Looked it up, sure sounds yummy there Charlie. Thanks for mentioning it. Definitely a new one for me!Lagman.
I had similar experiences at an Asian market I used to go to. Actually, the employees were fine. It was mostly the other customers that seemed to really have a problem with me being there. Granted, I did indeed feel like a fish out of water in that market because I was always the ONLY non-Asian in the entire place. And boy, did those customers let me know it. I would get looks from them, as though they were thinking what the heck is SHE doing here??? And one woman at the register, as we stood in line to pay, was blabbing on her phone. Then she suddenly, for whatever reason, glared at me and said "I'm in line here!"I don't know why the people at that Indian market were so rude to me. Even the customers were rude. It was a very weird experience.
CD
I had similar experiences at an Asian market I used to go to. Actually, the employees were fine. It was mostly the other customers that seemed to really have a problem with me being there. Granted, I did indeed feel like a fish out of water in that market because I was always the ONLY non-Asian in the entire place. And boy, did those customers let me know it. I would get looks from them, as though they were thinking what the heck is SHE doing here??? And one woman at the register, as we stood in line to pay, was blabbing on her phone. Then she suddenly, for whatever reason, glared at me and said "I'm in line here!"
Uhhhhhh, yeah, uh-huh, I can see that. That's why I'm standing over here.
I don't know what that was about, but that was the last time I went back.
Nah, it's okay, I'm done. Just wanted to respond to your post to let you know you're not alone in feeling 'the odd man out' in certain places.The Asian market here in Frisco is part of a large chain called Ranch 99 Market. I have no idea why they named it that, but I've been there several times.
The employees there are not what I'd call "friendly," but not what I'd call "rude," either. I can see how some people would perceive them as rude, but I don't think that is their intention. They certainly don't treat me any different than they treat their Asian customers. I can only guess that it is a cultural thing??? It doesn't bother me at all.
We are way off topic, so maybe this needs a new thread about ethnic markets. I've been all over the country, and to many countries. I've had good and bad experiences. It might make an interesting discussion.
CD
That's too bad you had that experience there, at your Indian market. I never found this kind of treatment at any of the stores here, and one of them, where the owners were from Chennai, in the far south of India, I used to take them my "excess" curry leaves, starting when curry leaves weren't readily available around here, except for dried, and they would share various snack foods, they used to cook there, in the back, and explain how they were made - many deep fried, but many they turned into air fried versions. Unfortunately, that was one of many places that went out of business, during the pandemic.There is a big Indian market close to my house. I went there once, and they made it very clear that I did not belong there.
But, Fiesta Supermcado in the town South of me is great. Amazing produce, and they welcome me there. Unlike current opinions, Mexican immigrants are some of the finest people one can ever meet.
CD
Would love to have a Mexican market close to me. I'm not sure if there even is one in my city somewhere. I would have to look for it. But, more than likely, it's not close to me anyway.That's too bad you had that experience there, at your Indian market. I never found this kind of treatment at any of the stores here, and one of them, where the owners were from Chennai, in the far south of India, I used to take them my "excess" curry leaves, starting when curry leaves weren't readily available around here, except for dried, and they would share various snack foods, they used to cook there, in the back, and explain how they were made - many deep fried, but many they turned into air fried versions. Unfortunately, that was one of many places that went out of business, during the pandemic.
The first Indian store I had around here was a small place, smaller than one floor of my house, and they had a small butcher area in the back, where they cut up a lot of goats. The owners were muslim, and I found out later, Pakistani, not Indian, but much of the ingredients in the store were similar. I delivered mail to the strip mall, where the store was, and the second or third time in there, I asked the fellow about all the different lentils they had, and if any would "cook up" better, and not turn soft so fast, and he was glad to help me, immediately showing me the chana dal, which he explained was actually a type of chick pea, and showed me the other 2 yellow dal, that looked very similar, but softened up much faster. Unfortunately, they were only there for about 3 years, but a good thing was that he was moving to another location, much farther away, to open a larger store, and live in a larger place, where he was going to be growing a bunch of things, as well.
About 10 years ago, a Mexican store/restaurant opened right here in my town, which was unbelievable! I used to have to take a long trip to stock up on ingredients (before everything was available online), down in Avalon, PA, just S of Kennett Square - the Mushroom capitol where I'd also buy a bunch. A couple years after this place opened, I took the excess epazote I get, when I trim back the plant, and I just hate throwing things away! The first time I did this, I told the owner I "brought him a present", and I told him not to look at it, but smell it first, and after getting a perplexed look on his face, he closed his eyes, and smelled the bag, and immediately knew what it was, and looked at the epazote, looked back at me, and said "Where did you get this?!" I told him I grow it, and he said that the red epazote is the best kind, and even back in Mexico, you can't find it everywhere. I've also given him a bunch of my excess chiles, which he loves getting, and he always shows me his appreciation, when I do my shopping there. And he lets me know when some special items are in, like the corn tortillas, made with nixtamal, instead of masa harina.
I've never really been treated badly by any "immigrants", that I can recall.
This is weird. I thought I posted the recipe. That is why I mention the translation. Really weird. Anyway. Here is the recipe.Lagman soup.
But first a joke.
If you take Italian spaghetti, pour over Ukrainian Borscht, you get Uzbek soup with Jewish last name Lagman.
So here is Lagman. Though Uzbek claim the rights for this soup Kazakhs are the original Lagman makers according to Wikipedia, with roots going to China. I am not a food historian. I just like the soup. Hearty, with a lot of fresh herbs, it is a meal in a bowl, especially in the winter time.
Translation is Google's and mine. If have questions, do not hesitate to ask.
Thinking about it, I don't believe I've ever even seen lamb in my grocery store. I don't believe I've ever eaten it, either.Do you guys use lamb a lot in your soups or is beef more of a go to? Lamb just doesn’t happen to be big in my rotation and I’ve never tried doing a lamb soup before. Anything different to know/think about?
Even the cheaper cuts of lamb were and still are, too expensive for my family's budget. Alone now I admit sometimes, when they come on sale, I will buy myself a couple of chops, as a 'splurge'.Do you guys use lamb a lot in your soups or is beef more of a go to? Lamb just doesn’t happen to be big in my rotation and I’ve never tried doing a lamb soup before. Anything different to know/think about?