Dad’s Sweet and Sour Pork
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This is another of Dad’s recipes. It was one of his favourites as a child, it was (still is) one of mine and is now the most requested dish by Alex. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, huh?
The aroma is almost intoxicating to me – reminding me of cold, pitch black, Winter evenings full of barely restrained excitement. That would be because when I was a kid, Dad used to do a Chinese banquet for my friends as my birthday party.
Even now, I only have to smell this cooking on the stove and I’m flung back to that great memory. Chopsticks poked into the sides of glasses, rice and noodles everywhere, fighting for the sweet and sour and the danger of the toffee apple and bananas being plunged into iced water. The sheer exhilaration of unidentifiable wrapped presents.
All that comes back with one sniff of this.
How does it taste? Well, it’s a bit sweet and a bit sour. Put to one side the thought of the average restaurant orange gloop – unspeakable stuff. This is the real thing.
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