I absolutely love this recipe because it is a quick and easy lunch. It tastes good with leftover dishes, unused vegetables, and that old rice you have no idea what to with. The beauty of its recipe comes from in my opinion the simplicity. Although it may seem like an easy dish, fried rice should not be taken for the faint of heart. It takes skill, timing, organization, etc. Hopefully my recipe removes all that hassle for you and makes this a quick and beginner friendly dish.

No time to make dinner. Good news: this simple recipe takes twenty minutes and one pan. Although it's a basic dish it has tons of flavor that leaves you wanting another bite. On top of that it goes with just about any other side dish. I like mine with rice but you can eat it with mashed potatoes, bread, or just by itself. I’m confident you’ll like this one just as much as me!

This recipe is definitely not my first time making steak. However, it is the version of my countless times smoking up the entire kitchen, hot oil spills, wasted butter, and burned meat - basically the cooking version of blood, sweat, and tears. The first time I ever tried restaurant level steak I felt it was a bit underwhelming. For me the steak should not need the help of a bernaise sauce to speak for itself. Coming home that night I was determined to curate a recipe that had the perfect sauce and the perfect steak. My criteria was that this steak shouldn't even need the sauce to be good, but the sauce had to be good enough that when paired together would be equivalent to tasting pop rocks for the first time. Your mouth should tingle and leave you wanting another bite to experience the flavor again and again.

I feel though that this recipe was not so much about perfect steak as it was perfect sauce. Don’t get me wrong the steak was hard but once I perfected my technique and seasoning it was pretty easy to remake. The sauce though was the result of trying countless sauces that I saw on youtube for steak. I tried cowboy butter and bernaise sauce and everything else on the other end of the spectrum. Nothing really felt good enough then I turned to Chimichurri. Contrary to popular belief - maybe I just made it wrong - it was way too oily and heavy for my taste. However, the idea of using a more herbal light sauce to pair with the steak was something I was intrigued by. This is where I turned to my mothers green chutney. I altered her recipe by adding some lime juice for tang and some extra garlic because I love garlic and viola. I had come up with, in my opinion, the greatest steak-sauce combo ever. Hopefully you feel the same way.

This is one of those recipes that feels like sipping hot chocolate sitting next to a toasty fire during a cold winter night. I came up with this recipe shortly after my mother had just left for vacation, and as the meat slowly bubbled away the aromas that filled the kitchen reminded me of her. For the longest time I had always found beef one of if not the most intimidating meats to cook. The idea of just letting it simmer away, running the risk of it turning into a hard chewy nightmare, stressed me out. This recipe however completely altered my mindset. It taught me that slow cooking produces some of the most rewarding, flavorful, juicy, and tender dishes ever.

What makes this recipe especially exciting is that it's the collision of two cooking worlds and a whole lot of remembering. About two years ago I learned my household nihari recipe, but if I’m being honest I only truly recalled the spices she used. So instead of following someone else's mothers recipe, I trusted what I knew: my limited knowledge of slow cooking and fragments of my mothers method. After a bit of stress I finally started cooking and after two painful hours I had made my own stew rooted in memories and not recipes.

Sitting here writing this journal I realize the importance of learning how to slow cook. It obviously teaches patience but it also teaches how to properly layer flavors and how to turn a cheap and tough cut of meat such as a chuck roast into something beautiful. This recipe added a powerful tool to my cooking. Hopefully it does the same for you.

“Bro we’re jsut janitors.” Siad Rigel trying to keep a straight face as Kooks burst out laughing form being shot “yeah well he obviously wasnt” said Shama, “ oh and BTW feeling cool.” “just keep doing what yo supposed to be doing ya pice of filth and Im also felling cool.” Said Bagheera Rigel and Monsieur pretendte to be cleaning while in reality they were checking a lot of papers strwen on the floor. They saw some cool information that they were keeping in their heads. “hey what are ypu doing. Leave thatn papder alond. Bagheera said poumding his chest in a tribal thumping pattern from Chittagong, Bangladesh of HEEEE HOOOO WOOOP WOPP HEEP. “sorry my dude no need to become like a tribal chittagongi.” Said Rigel looking at bagheera with a werid expression on his face. “sorry sometimes my tribal side comes through, but could you please try and not touch those papers if you don’t mind.” “Oh of course, Stop touching those papers Kooks,” Rigel said, “He’s a little cookoo.”

While they were cleaning Bagheera and Shams started having a dance battle to the song of Halal Boy. The “janitors” stopped cleaning because there were some sick moves being pulled of by Bagheera including the chasing the tail till you faint move and by Shams the #Creativemodeflying move. In the end Bagheera won because his Guchini was more expensive. While the dance batlle was happening Monsuier was useful and collected a couple of papers flying through the air as they danced. He stuffed the papers into the dirty trash bucket and continued wathcing the dancing normally. A couple of hours later the “janitors” were finished cleaning out Shams and Bagheera cabin. “Wooo. That was so exhausting.” Kooks said, “At least I got my monthly hygenic shower.” Rigel and Monsuier gave Kooks a weird look as they turned around from examinging the papers. “This piece of paper says how to disarm the bomb.” Rigel said making room for Monsuier to see the plans. “Hmmmm. It doesn’t extactly say how it just says ‘Disarmy BABY feeling cool Shams.’” Saif Monsuier/ “We all know that literally means to disarm the bomb!!!!!!” Said Kooks who was a little high from drinking toilet water. That was the Bazzoga gangs first day on the ship. Little did they know that Tac and Gigachad had been listening to everything that they had been conversing about for the past couple hours… Chapter Nine

“What should we do about them Bazooga Gang,” Tac asked Gigachad Gigachad rose up from the chair he was sitting in balacing the teacup ad keetle in his two pinky fingers and flinged them up into the air. “I say I miss my mommy,” Gigachad said sobbing as he caught both the teacup and kettle again in his two pinky fingers. “You can’t keep bringing your mommy into this kinda stuff Gigachad. We gotta figure out what to do with the Bazooga Gang.” Said Tac rolling his eyes at Gigachad who showing off his super impressive skills. While Gigachad and Tac were discussing their sinister plans Kooks had started accidently sleepwalking at 2 a.m during a Monday morning while they were having breakfast. While he was sleepwalking he had walked in to an old grandpa changing, the womens restroom, and had hijacked the boat and knocked the captain unconcious. After Kooks had his little dayitme walk he snuck into bagheeras and shams room (still sleep walking) and glued a bunch of top secret papers to himself. These papers included how to disarm the weapon and even make wuenn aryas safe house go boom boom. “uhh why does 5 Kooks have a bunch of confidential papers glued to him with honey htat might include information on how to diarm teh weapon we are looking for and also make Queen Arya’s safe house go boom boom?” Asked Monsieur “I don’t know.” Said Rigel “well neither do I but all I know is that you all are about to be tunred into Giselles’s dinner.” Said Giga chad, “Did I say it right.” “You’re not supposed to say the part.” Groaned Tac slapping his head. “Oh yeah.” Said Giga chad, “my bad” “ummm, not sure how much I like that idea.” Said Rigel, “ HYAAA!!” He tried to pull out some really cool karate moves but jsut ended up kicking kooks awake who took out nasty yeallow, honey covered, and poop coated boggers and started firng them at 200 BPS(boogers per second) at Giga Chad and Tac. “I go to sleep and you Boys have to mess every thing up in like 5 seconds.” Excalimed kooks while firing boogers. “Thats mean.” Said Rigel. “you’re the one who had confidential papers stuck to yourself.” “At least I did something” Kooks said while he was firing his boogers at Tac As the fight progressed Rigel, Monsieurs, and Kooks slowly crept out of the room as tac got so distarcted htey decided to start throwing boogers coated in honey and confidential papers at each other. Kooks, Rigel, and Monsieur congregated tpgethor to come up wiht a plan. “I say that we just abandon ship.” Said Monsieur “That’s a horrible plan. We sacrified so much for so little for I cannot swim. I have not yet written my will nor have I said my final parting words with the closest members of my family. I feel deeply greived that we were not avlke to complee= theis abadnoiing of ship. I am so sorry that I have let you all down. Sometimes in the middle the ngith at 2 a.m. I wonder if I should be part of this —“ “ALSO BAZZOOOGA GANG I’m too heavily loaded with boggers.” Excalimed Kooks Rigel glared at Kooks. By the time they had finsihed talking in turn b=ecause that was the respectful way to talk according to Kooks rules for talking, Tac and Gigachad had put them in a cage with some posionous geckos. “Ya boys ruin everythiung.” Said kooks “my deepst apologies and I hope you really do understand that we are required to do this by law of the parliment of te nothern mountsins and drug dealrs and also I miss my mommy.” Said giga chad “let us go I must say my final goodbys to my family before you feed me to your posiounous geckos.” Excalimed Rigel Meanwhile, mosieru have strated to chew thrig=ugh the bars as they were made of carbd=a=baord and it was raining so monsieur made his daring escape. He climberd up to the top deck and abndoned ship and swam for the nearest island hich happend to be the island of Hagamtha. A few moments later rigle and kooks realized that Rigel could fly and started for the neraest island as well. Giga chad had a mental breakdown becaue he thought that he let down his fellow gaurd Tac. Meanwhile tac a=had left to get themt acos and when he came back he found a broken wet cardboar dcage wiht giga chad sobbing next to it and in the distance Rigel and kooks flying away towrds the sunset with monsieur swimming against the 50 mile an dhour tide at a wapping speed of 40 miles an minute. In five quick moves howevr Tac pulled out his revolver and and started firing at the nearest target whihc happened to be Rigel and kooks and