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Belajar memasak ala Amerika :p

# Masak apa Mit hari ini?
* Terong balado sama nggoreng teri.
# Lhaaa ... katanya hidup di Amerika ????

Setiap kali chating sama teman dan ngomongin soal makanan, sering ujung-ujungnya di situ. Ya gimana ya sodara2, sekolah boleh jauh-jauh ke ujung dunia, tapi perut saya tetep perut Indonesia :D, yang sering kali nggak mantep kalo belum makan nasi.

Pembicaraan biasanya berlanjut begini.
# Bawa dari Kalasan ya terinya :p ? *Nuduh mode on *
* Huahaha. Gak lah, kemaren beli di toko Korea
# Ada ya?
* Ada, tempe aja ada kok, ya nggak gampang nyarinya, tapi ada yang jual.

Untuuuuung, untung, sekolah ke sini, bukan ke Jerman atau Prancis, atau Italia. Konon di sana tidak segampang di sini untuk mencari bahan2 makanan Asia, apalagi bumbu2 Indonesia. Syukurlah di sini masih ada bumbu instant munik (kayak indofood gitu, tapi lebih uenak), tahu tempe bisa dicari, kalo mau sarapan indomi pun bisa, hehehe.

Tapi, gara2 itu pula, ketrampilan saya memasak American food (btw, sebenarnya apa sih American food itu? wong negeri ini isinya imigran semua) bisa dibilang NOL besar. Padahal sepertinya cara masak bule2 itu lebih simple dibandingkan dengan masakan Indonesia yang njlimet dan lama (karena njlimet itu, makanya pertolongan bumbu2 instant kadang2 dibutuhkan, hahaha).



Setelah dua tahun lebih di sini, dan kebetulan sekarang tinggal di townhouse yang dapurnya lumayan gede dan lengkap (punya si landlord sih, tapi saya boleh pakai :p), pikir2 nggak lucu juga ya kalau saya nggak bisa masak ala bule sama sekali, hehehe. Thanks to Shirley, dia menunjukkan website www.startcooking.com. Website yang keren dan benar2 berguna membantu para pemula belajar masak. Kerennya website ini nggak cuma menyediakan resep2, tapi juga video cara memasak, petunjuk2 praktis, dan juga alat2 masak yang dipergunakan berikut standar ukuran2nya (buat saya ini penting banget, karena menurut saya peralatan masak di sini saking lengkapnya malah bikin bingung).

Saya benar2 suka dengan website ini. Nah, sebagai percobaan pertama, cari resep yang paling gampang. Roasted potato alias kentang panggang. Tenang2, saya sudah melihat kernyit di kening kalian yang mengatakan - Heh, apa sih susahnya bikin kentang panggang ? Hihihi, emang gampang banget, tapi ga pernah kepikiran untuk bikin karena saya dibesarkan dengan ajaran untuk memasak bakmi goreng dan capcay (baca: makanan cina-jawa :p). Tapi namanya juga baru mulai belajar makanan ala Amerikah (pake h biar mantap, hehehe), harus belajar dari yang sederhana dulu dong. Besok rencananya mau mencoba bikin brownies, karena dari videonya kayaknya gampang banget, hehehe.

So, rencananya (baru rencananya nih). Tiap minggu saya mau mencoba at least satu masakan American style, biar gak bosen dengan makanan2 ala Indo. Ada sederet makanan yang saya gemari: deviled eggs, lasagna, dan steak, moga2 bisa masak sendiri ;) Biar nanti kalau pulang ke Indonesia bisa pamer, nggak cuma bisa bikin oseng2 tempe doang, hehehe ....

Comments

andersonite said…
Kalau si Duma belajar masak dari game Cooking Mama, Mit. Bener2 simulasi yang realistik dari kegiatan memasak, hehehe.

http://www.gamespot.com/ds/puzzle/cookingmama2/index.html
Anonymous said…
wah kalo aku demen makan aj. ribet tuh masak kaleee...

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