And as everyone agreed that this was going to be a potluck thing, I just had to make an unfunny joke about it and announced to the world I would bring my "specialty", passed-from-generations-recipe, much revered; Ayam Madu Oat Ala Yunani (wherever I got the idea!)
No, that wasn’t even the biggest joke; the biggest joke was that everybody didn’t get it. They totally oblivious to the fact that I am culinary challenged (or that I just recently discovered fire) and insisted that they would eat a horse if I had it. And it seemed to me they were so taken with my made-up, legendary Greek recipe that they apparently couldn’t wait to have a taste of it. Oh boy, from there on, I knew there was no turning back for me
Truth is, there’s nothing Greek about me, except for, erm my dashingly mediteranean good look.... and the closest thing I get to Greece is owning a DVD; My Big Fat Greek Wedding. This is bad.‘What do I do now?’ ‘What do I do?’
Not wanting to disappoint anyone and since I didn’t have much choice, I decided to play along. I decided to go "Greek".
The real “ayam madu” but I was taking a shortcut, remember? So here’s the dirty, little “secret”;
Ayam Madu Oat Ala Yunani
Heat a microwave and put the oats-blended chicken in.
Voila. Enjoy this “simple” dish straight from the heart (or Tesco cash register!).
I know writing this is akin to writing my own suicide note, but I guess I owe my friends an apology. Guys, I am so sorry that I am not Greek and I can’t cook. Please forgive me, I mean, O come on, it’s Hari Raya within days, or shall I remind you, the day of forgiveness and it’s not like I put melamine in it, did I?
Selamat Hari Raya AidilFitri to all of you and Maaf Zahir Dan Batin.
Have a wonderful holiday everybody.