Listen to me…

“Listen to me,” my girl said. “You did not like the black bean paste in our local version of the noodles so do not bother trying this one…

…I am quite sure you will not like it!”

Well, she finished the pack that she was eating and she went and bought another pack! Gee! She must have liked it a lot to want to do that, I thought. I did not bother to try but the other morning, my curiosity got the better of me and for want of something to eat, I took a packet and cooked it for breakfast.

Inside, there were the noodles and three sachets…

– one with a bit of whatever oil, the other with the dried/dehydrated ingredients and the big one with the black bean paste seasoning, powder form.

I boiled an egg to go with the noodles – those of you who are not into runny yolks would probably liked the one I cooked that day. The yolk was hard enough but still moist. I also boiled some prawns, three fish balls and two cocktails to serve by the side, saving the water to use as stock for the soup.

I cooked the noodles and emptied the sachets of oil and dried ingredients into the saucepan. There weren’t much of anything in the latter, just some bits of seaweed, dried spring onions and fried shallots and what seemed like chai poh (preserved radish) which I did not like as they were hard even after boiling. Lastly, I added the black bean paste seasoning and the soup turned black! Finally, I poured everything into a bowl with a few pieces of my own dried seaweed and a sprinkling of my chopped spring onion…

So, what did I think of it? Well, I thought it was nice, I liked it more than our local version of the noodles but no, it did not sweep me off my feet and was definitely not something I would be dying for more!

There are a few packets left in the pack that my girl bought. You can be sure that I shall not be having anymore – she can have all the rest to herself.