My husband is thebomb.com. Truly.
When I was pregnant with Oscar and craving sno-cones in the middle of winter, he surprise ordered me a fancy pants, legit sno-cone maker (no Snoopy Sno-Cone Maker here) complete with about 10 gallons of syrup.
This time around, I’ve had a hankering for a meal that is his specialty. When we used to spend our summers traveling with a youth organization, Greg leading worship, we spent about 4 weeks in a row at Milligan College in East Tennessee. Something unique to the area is that there are about a million Japanese steakhouse type restaurants. Some offer “fast food” type service and some cook in front of you, but all of them have a glorious sauce that goes on everything called “shrimp sauce.” There actually isn’t any shrimp in the sauce, or else this Mama wouldn’t care for it, but it is just because of the color. It is used as a salad dressing, drizzled over fried rice, pumped into veins, you name it. They also all served it with chicken and these delicious sweet carrots as a side.
Once we stopped traveling a few years ago we still talked about going to Mikado and how we wish we could emulate the recipe at home. We weren’t the only ones in love with Mikado, as was any other staff member who had been to Milligan before. One particular staff member that had gone to Milligan for many summers somehow got us a recipe that my husband has played with a bit, and I do believe he has it nailed.
Now this meal is not good for you… at all. There is so much sugar involved in the carrots, loads of mayo in the shrimp sauce…but if it is wrong, I don’t want to be right. This meal is also quite the labor of love, taking between 2-3 hrs, and our wok has to be used outside since we can’t use it on our stove. So naturally, whenever I’ve talked about this meal lately I’ve gotten a sympathetic “yeah, it sounds great” but that’s as far as it went, and I didn’t push it any further. Until this weekend. Honestly, I didn’t have to push that hard, but was so thankful when he agreed to fix it for us.
I may have been singing songs of praise with each and every bite. My husband just looked at me like I was looney. I don’t care. This time around, though, he’ll be happy to know that I don’t need repeated Mikado dinners, like I needed regular sno-cones.
Wok Recipes
The above mentioned recipes are all on page 2 of the document, if you’d like to try it yourself.