That's right. Don't be jealous. I decided today that I *had* to figure out a way to make good Chinese food at home. Our town really lacks a good Chinese place. Well, our town lacks a lot, but that's a whole 'nother post. Anyway, so in my quest for good Chinese, I decided that I was just going to have to do it myself. A few weeks ago, I mastered beef with broccoli, but we aren't big beef eaters, so that wasn't helping me much. Today however, I felt inspired. I was going to *try* to make sesame chicken. I am not going to lie, I was skeered.
I gathered all the ingredients and got to cooking. Through out the whole process I really felt like it was going to be a big, fat FAIL. Toward the end, when the chicken was getting done, it began to look like it was going to come together. So I made the sauce (from scratch, people), and tossed in the chicken. I made rice, and fixed the plates. Oh. My. Lord. I nailed it. I am not kidding, I was so excited. Even Brad, Mister I only eat P.F. Changs, said it was really good.
I am not going to say it was as good as Pei Wei, but it was darn close. Throw in the fact that I live an hour and half from Pei Wei, and it was an awesome substitute. It was so good, in fact, that when I am in a town with a Pei Wei, I wont necessarily seek it out anymore. I can get my fix at home! YAY!
Now if I could just recreate a Taco Cabana experience, I would never leave my house.