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And now, before I get to today’s recipe, I thought it would be a good time to paraphrase Oprah (because, really, is there ever a bad time to paraphrase Oprah?). And this is what I want to say:
Mothers, I Salute You.
As someone who has never had the experience of motherhood, I can only guess at what it is like. But this past weekend, I had a teeny glimpse. You see, after an ostensibly normal Friday, the HH and I were sitting enjoying dinner (a fabulous raw kale salad with tangy dill dressing) when Elsie limped into the room. Well, perhaps “limped” isn’t quite the correct term; it was more like “writhed in or agony” or “seized with exquisite pain.” You see, the poor furry girl appeared to have lost the entire use of her back leg–she could not even touch the tip of her paw to the floor, her leg hanging like a cracked branch on a lightning-struck tree as she hobbled over to where we were (pain or not, she wasn’t going to miss out on post-prandial leftovers) on three legs.
How had this happened? More importantly, how had I let this happen? I was racked with guilt. Had I overtaxed her with our extra-long walk that afternoon? Had she stepped on a piece of rusty metal when romping in the pond with Chaser? Had I somehow missed a shard of broken glass on the sidewalk?
But it wasn’t my guilt that I associate with motherhood, no, no! It was the heart-wrenching, excruciating torment I experienced at watching my beloved girl suffer. The helplessness to relieve her pain felt unbearable. It was like the anticipation of knowing your finger is headed right toward the whirring blade of the meat slicer as you slide uncontrollably across the floor. Like having to walk across a vat of deadly scorpions. Like being forced to watch every single Julia Roberts film ever made, in a sadistic marathon session without any intermission (okay, maybe I’m exaggerating; the Julia Roberts thing isn’t quite the same degree of torture as the other two. I mean, you can still live without a finger, right?)
I felt so bad for the poor thing, in fact, that I badgered the HH into carrying her up and down the stairs every time she had to go outside, for the remainder of the day. All this while Elsie, oblivious to the pathos of her situation, soldiered on as if she had always had only three good legs. I, on the other hand, was a whimpering mess. And so, I reiterate: Mothers, I Salute You.
(In the end, we rushed her to the vet first thing Saturday morning and found out she had somehow torn a ligament. Two weeks of pillow rest should repair it. Now we just have to convince Chaser to leave her alone that long.)
She may be stoic, but poor Elsie does seem a bit depressed about it all, too:
“Sigh. Mum, why do I have to stay here at home while Chaser gets to go play in the rain? And why am I so accident-prone?”
I decided to stay indoors and keep my furry Girl company while the HH took Chaser for a trail-walk. Thinking about how to use up the last of our mint (and contribute another dish to this month’s SOS Kitchen Challenge, which continues until the end of the month) led me to Thai rice paper rolls.
Many moons ago during our first year as a couple, the HH and I took a Thai cooking class together. How do I know it was our first year together? The HH agreed to take a cooking class with me. (A guy is never more willing to do “chick” things than during the first few months of a relationship). Anyway, we made a whole bunch of stuff I’ll probably never eat again–Coconut, Ginger and Chicken soup; Red Curry Chicken; Pad Thai–but one thing I do remember is the raw rice paper spring rolls. Man, were they good. And the beauty of the dish was that (a) they were incredibly quick and easy to make; and (b) you could fill them with pretty much anything you liked.
I was transported back to the memory of that evening a few days ago when I came upon Cheryl’s post on these tasty rolls. I decided immediately to concoct the rolls again and, in the process, “adopt” Cheryl (whose blog is Gluten Free Goodness, full of healthy GF recipes and Cheryl’s upbeat approach to better health) for the monthly Adopt a Gluten-Free Blogger event. The event asks you to choose a GF blogger and reproduce at least one of their recipes. This month, Shirley of Gluten Free Easily is the host.
I did my rolls ever so slightly differently from Cheryl’s, omitting both the napa cabbage and the sprouts, and using rice vermicelli as a filler instead. But really, you could add pretty much any chopped veggies or fillers you like (my favorite combo would be strips of tofu, shredded carrot, red pepper, rice vermicelli, with a touch of cilantro, basil and mint) as long as they can be cut into matchsticks or grated and rolled into the wraps.
As Cheryl points out, the method is actually pretty simple once you get the hang of it. I found that setting out all the ingredients and a bowl of warm water before starting the process was essential for success. I dipped my rice paper wrappers for only about 8 seconds, then allowed excess water to drip off before rolling them. The wrappers then absorbed a bit more of the surface water as they were being rolled, resulting in a final texture that was perfect.
I also figured out how to create pretty patterns with the cilantro, mint or basil leaves; simply lay them down first against the wrappers, then top with your rice vermicelli before piling on the other ingredients. This creates a white “background” for the leaves. Easy, and impressive! These would make great appetizers or a first course for a Thai meal.
For Cheryl’s original recipe and method, see her post here. I served mine with an almond-butter based dipping sauce, based on the one from the ReBar restaurant (recipe here), using almond butter instead of peanut butter, Bragg’s instead of soy sauce, and stevia instead of honey.
Thanks, Cheryl, for the inspiration! The rolls made a satisfying, simple and speedy lunch. (“Mum, you know it’s not nice to mention ‘speedy’ when I’m pillow-ridden like this. But I’d be happy to help you clean up that almond sauce, if you like.”)
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