I have a dirty little secret: I am a two-minute noodles fiend. My mum is particularly disgusted at this foodie habit of mine (if you can even call it 'foodie').
Okay, so I don't eat them as regularly as in my uni days, but there's always a packet of noodles in my pantry. Top chefs often admit to this when asked about their most embarrassing food item at home, so, hey, I'm in good company, right? Right?? (Mum's shaking her head...)
My thing used to be Trident 'Hot & Spicy' noodles. Zap them in the microwave for three-and-a-half minutes (I don't know where they get the 2 mins from), drain out the boiling water, throw in a tin of tuna, chopped parsley and chilli, and lemon juice. Bingo! You're done. Lately (cough, not very often) I've moved onto Maggi 'chicken' noodles done, uh, tortellini style. Yes, I'm a creative 'un. Once the noodle are cooked, chuck in cream, shredded ham, and mushrooms (as per my unappealing attempt at a pic up top), and bon appetit!
A friend of my husband's swears by Indomie Mi Goreng 'barbecue chicken' noodles (he's also a shameless addict). He says 'just cook the noodles (don't drain), then add red wine vinegar and crack in an egg; stir and eat.'
So 'fess up... how do you like your - wholemeal, non-MSG, naturally - instant noodles (aside from, not from India as per the current scare)? And would you feed them to your kids?
While you're pondering this issue, check out the below pics from my family's recent trip to Jamie Oliver's Italian restaurant - just so it shows I have some class, even if we were the last people in Adelaide to pay a visit. Was the cooking better than my mum or nonna's? If my mum's reading this, then NO! Did we go to Macca's afterwards for dessert? Erm, yes.
The toilets, above, are a bit trippy. The restaurant's in an old bank building.
Mum brought home a, er, souvenir, above. Being Italian, she likes to get her money's worth. (Jamie, I know where she lives...)
Finding my inner peasant...