Still Feeling Peckish

One of my early good memories was of my mother making Chinese pork chops. This was usually a Saturday lunch treat. I don’t remember my natural mother being much of a cook; I think she grew up in a family where she was never expected to cook (although I did have a grand aunt who cooked for the family and whose cooking skills were superlative). Mum’s cooking was rudimentary and I remember her telling me that this was one of her insecurities when she got married and had to keep house. But regardless she was able to cook simple, good Chinese dishes and I never felt that I was deprived.

My brother and I grew up loving different kinds of cuisine – I’ve always loved Chinese food and he loved western food (preferably drenched in tomato ketchup). Interestingly enough our children have gone on to the same – my kids prefer Chinese when we go out to eat and his kids will opt for western food instead! But these pork chops usually kept both of us happy as pork chops was a western food dish but the marinade with soy sauce and Chinese rice wine obviously suited my Chinese palate.

So I made this for lunch for kid#1 and I yesterday. Hubs is not big on eating pork so I usually cook pork in his absence. Kid#1 was astounded when I told him that the pork chops only cost $4.20 (I super love Foodie Market Place for its cheap meats). It was simple and succulent and meaty enough to satisfy my carnivorous teen!