Fried Rice

Today, my roommates and I made fried rice for dinner. It was such a massive undertaking since it was the first time we were cooking for a lot of people. At first, I didn't think we would have enough ingredients to make a flavorful dish, but when we pulled out all the vegetables out of the fridge, we ended up with a sizable amount of food. By the time everything was done cooking, we had three cups of yellow rice mixed in with:

Garlic
Ginger
Carrots
Onions
Green onions
Mushrooms
Scrambled eggs

And then some. One of my roommates had the good idea to season the rice with turmeric and salt so the white basmati rice turned a golden yellow. Also, since we were all eating together, we used the dining room table for the first time. Usually everyone just eats at the breakfast table in the kitchen, but we thought this was an occasion that warranted the official dining room table. It's a nice table, too--polished dark wood where we laid red placemats and set utensils out for everyone to eat. All in all, we had a good time. For some reason, we started talking about our parents and how they did cooking and chores around the house. That conversation quickly evolved into discussions about paid house helpers and later, incest marriages. Yes, we are a strange bunch.

After the meal, everyone pitched to load the dishwasher, wash the pots and pans and clean the kitchen. It was the first time I felt like we were a real family. A real family. :)