Yum. Tamago-yaki.
I went and bought more eggs. I told Oz that we didn't need to eat all the tamago-yaki, I just wanted to make them. It is fun when you have half a clue what you're doing. Even though I messed up the instructions a bit, the one I made today still turned out respectably, if a little scruffy looking. But still! Identifiable as what it is and very tasty. Not bad for a first effort.
And, oh joy, it's a taste of Japan that I now don't have to endure 24 hours of planes and airports to get. Tamago-yaki is one of those touchstone foods: it's what your mom makes for your bento, it's what you get for special on New Year's, and it's hard to make right. So people get all misty-eyed over mom's dry, malformed tamago-yaki, and then go buy nice juicy tamago-yaki from the food halls at the department store.
You have to hand it to those Tameshite Gatten food science people, they really do know how to break down the subtle art of simple, yet incredibly easy to screw up, food preparation into something that even a gaijin or dorky guest celebrity can handle.
I have reviewed the video and I will try again tomorrow to see if I can improve on the appearance.
223 words | August 25, 2006 10:13 PM | Kitchen